歌词千寻
You
said
there"s
something
about
the
way
he
says
your
namewhen
you"re
hanging,
conversations
in
the
front
loungeyou
discuss
your
favorite
movieshe"s
never
seen
the
Newsies,but
you
both
love
anything
Stephen
King.You
see
him
watching
from
the
corner
of
your
eyehe"s
always
good
at
pretending
he"s
preoccupiedthis
is
becoming
so
much
more
than
you
had
plannedyou"re
only
friends
he
swears
it
oh,
you"re
just
a
lousy
liar.He"s
marriedhe"s
marriedyou
don"t
know
what
you"re
doing.You
said
he
stares
at
you
with
the
same
eyes
that
squint
in
the
sunand
every
morning
he
still
wakes
up
beside
her
nowsome
silly
papers
made
a
love
that
once
burned
wildinto
a
joke
that
wasn"t
funny
can"t
be
funny
when
it
hurts.He"s
marriedhe"s
marriedyou
don"t
know
what
you"re
doing.How
are
you
supposed
to
heal
this
broken
man,put
him
together
