Lay me down
Lay me to rest
Think of every time
I held you on my chest
Rolodex
of pictures when our
Love was pure
You could reason about it If that's all it takes to ruin us
I'll outlast you baby in a cruel fashion
Played it out hangin on to everything you got
Counting on our descendents
Take offense
Or take in stride
The choice you make's
To seek or to hide
Collocate your presence
Leave nothing to chance
Be everywhere at once
Take the lead when you dance If all that it takes to ruin us
I'll outlast you baby in a cruel fashion
Hang it on hang it on with everything you got
Counting on our descendents