The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath And emeralds from mountains 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 of heartache that hang from above I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be love’s suicide I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life Rain falls angry on the tin roof As we lie awake in my bed You're my survival, you're 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 I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be love’s suicide I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life And I've dropped out, I’ve burned up, I've fought my way back from the dead I Tuned in, I turned on, Remembered the things that you said And I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be love’s suicide I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life - it's a classic love song. some of it's kind of overboard and obsessive, but on a friend tip, a slightly more than friend tip, the rest of it is applicable. the whole point is about a dude being there for the girl, no matter what.....you may go throw up now.