I watch the color of your cheeks begin to change
And your eyes go soft when being held
I watch your frame contort with rapture when you kiss
And it's cruel cuz I feel my own dissolve
As you hold onto his
Now If I
Was not
Paralyzed
I could be good for you
I could be good for you
But I won't be better
He pulls you in close
And he whispers something in your ear
Whatever it is it makes you smile
Just cuz they're words I'd never dare to confess
It doesn't mean that he somehow means them any less
Now If I
Was not
Paralyzed
I could be good for you
I could be good for you
Now I could be good for you
I could be good for you
But I won't be better
I watch in awe as he somehow locks into your eyes
Where do you find that kind of courage
It's like staring right into the sun god knows I've tried
I never could despite how much I crave it's late
If I tried
I could be good for you
I could be good for you
I could be good for you
But I won't be better...no