The strangs in your eyes, they colour them wonderful
Stop me from stealin' breath
Emeralds from mountains, they thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth.

Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows or heartache that hang from above

And I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

And rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
Your my survivor, your my living proof
My love is alive and not dead.

Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
And I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

I've dropped out, burned up
And fought my way back from the dead.
I've tuned in and turned on
And remember the thing that you said.

And I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life.

I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be love's suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life, the greatest fan of your life.
The greatest fan of your life.