What I used to be will pass away, and then you'll see That all I want now is happiness for you and me. - Elliott Smith

And though you'd rather see me gone then to see there come the day,
I'll be waiting for you anyway

You turned white, like a saint
But I'm tired of dancing on a pot of gold...
...Flecked paint.

Because your candle burns too bright
well, I almost forgot it was twilight. Even if I think that you are right, well, I'm tired of being down, I got no fight. You're wonderful, and it's beautiful, but I'm already somebody's baby. And if i went with you, I'd disappoint you, too.