I am walking past the sprinklers

And the newly painted porches

And the lemonade stand girls

On a suburban afternoon

I am leaving cuz I love you

I am leaving cuz I don't

And I am hoping you will follow

And I'm praying that you won't

Let me go

I am captive in your presence

I will melt before your eyes

But I still crave your approval

And I'm helpless when you criticize criticize

Cuz it's written on your body

It's on the tip of your tongue

The look in your eyes

In the glare of the sun

The touch of your cold fingers

When you say goodbye

The way that you linger

The way that you lie

You saw me through the keyhole of a door

That I kept locked

But I'd decorate the threshold

Just in case you knocked

What I might feel on the edges

You will never come to know

And who I might be in the corners

I will never ever ever ever show

Never show

Cuz it's written on my body

It's on the tip of my tongue

The look in my eyes

In the glare of the sun

The touch of my cold fingers

When I say goodbye

The way that I linger

The way that I lie

Who said that love would linger

Who said that love would last

When we cannot seize the moment

And we will not leave the past

I don't think I was afraid of you

But how could I be sure

When with every altercation

You were showing me the door

Well here I go here I go here I go

Cuz it's written on our bodies

It's on the tip of our tongues

The look in our eyes in the glare of the sun

The touch of our cold fingers

When we say goodbye

The way that we linger

The way that we lie

The touch of your fingers

The look in your eyes

The way we accuse

The way we deny