One last glance from a taxi cab Images scar my mind For weeks've felt like years Since your full attention was all mine The night was young and so were we Talked about life, God, death, and your family Didn't want any promises, Just my undivided honesty, and you said I am the patron saint of lost causes A fraction of who I once believed (change) only a matter of time Opinions I would try and rewrite If life had background music playing your song I've got to be honest, I tried to escape you But the orchestra plays on, and they sang Oh oh, things are gonna change now for the better Oh oh, things are gonna change Give me time to prove Prove I want the rest of yours (prelude) Call this a prelude to a lifetime of you It's not that I hang on every word I hang myself on what you repeat It's not that I keep hanging on I'm never letting go Save me from myself Save me from myself Help me save me from myself Save me from myself Hands, like secrets, are the hardest thing to keep from you Lines and phrases, like knives, your words can cut me through Dismantle me down You dismantle me You dismantle me