The boy with curly hair
a temporary decoy
guitar gone ecstasy, chords ring out
broke and hollow fears, gone before they could destroy
Let off at the brook
catching feelings off the hook
damn my freezing heartless feet
they’ll drown in the dream of maybe
‘Cause either i’m deadly
or i wanted to die
either i’m deadly
or i wanted to die
Love me as your’s and i’ll meet you at mine
Show up on stage
and i’ll be sure to fantasize
one look in the crowd and one in the eye
play for them and pretend for me
I’ll become the fantasy
you’ll want the flowers i bring for the end
a temporary decoy all too easily
either i’m deadly
or i wanted to die
either i’m deadly
or i wanted to die