[00:30.65]Would you please
[00:36.52]let me slide a few words
[00:42.98]Under your door
[00:44.36]And would you please
[00:50.28]let me slide a few words
[00:56.77]Under your door
[00:58.41]The first 3 say 'I Love You
[01:04.00]The last 5 'But I can't no more
[01:11.99]I don't believe in miracles
[01:18.09]Not like I did before
[01:25.30]And would you please
[01:31.53]Let me slide a few words
[01:38.14]Under your door
[01:39.66]And would you please
[01:45.12]Try to understand
[01:52.77]There's a paragraph or two
[01:54.84]Devoted to the memories that we shared
[01:59.42]In the dramatized songs about how there'll be
[02:06.48]No more memories
[02:12.62]No more memories
[02:19.80]And if you'll notice in the corner
[02:21.87]There's a tiny little heart I've enclosed
[02:26.84]Like a little surprise (Oh Yes I did)
[02:33.30]And if you'll please ignore the smeared smudged writing
[02:39.34]It came from the tears in my eyes
[02:47.34]You're probably gonna get it
[02:53.95]After a long day
[03:01.36]You may not even believe it's true
[03:04.62]I know you know, you know, you know my crazy ways
[03:13.89]Yeah, but Sleeping Beauty is going to bed
[03:18.31]She put a little tiny hole in her own head
[03:21.29]Gotta find her own way home
[03:23.97]Before she's dead
[03:27.34]Yeah, but Sleeping Beauty is going to bed
[03:31.62]She put a little tiny hole in her own head
[03:35.14]Gotta find her own way home
[03:37.73]Before she's dead
[03:41.35]Woah Sleeping Beauty is going to bed
[03:45.31]She put a little tiny hole in her own head
[03:48.49]Gotta find her own way home
[03:51.35]Before she's dead
[03:54.72]Before she's dead
[04:01.88]Before she's dead
[06:33.51]I am tired
[06:38.72]Of crying in bathrooms
[06:42.70]And lighting drags
[06:46.66]When I don't even smoke
[06:50.54]Writing to no one
[06:54.22]Sleeping with the hours
[06:58.25]And sighing
[07:02.90]For a thousand things
[07:06.06]So tired, ignoring your words
[07:12.70]About a new girl
[07:22.09]Watching flirtations
[07:26.07]Whispered conversations
[07:29.95]These Girls, they don't know
[07:37.78]How they kill me down
[07:42.50]Whenever they hold his hand
[07:45.57]And these girls
[07:49.30]I'm getting old, just by
[07:53.38]Being 'round them
[07:56.76]They're breaking the future
[07:58.71]I'll never hold again
[08:16.13]So blue, I'm scratching at nothing
[08:26.02]The tighter you hold him, the stronger he gets
[08:34.04]Inside I'm spinning, my lesson
[08:42.01]Lipstick & perfume, and fanciful speech
[08:50.21]My suitcase is packed by the door
[08:58.12]In case he comes crawling, like he did before
[09:06.62]Baby come get me, don't you look over there
[09:14.39]And these girls, they don't know
[09:22.80]How they kill me down
[09:27.27]Whenever they hold his hand
[09:31.21]And these girls
[09:34.73]I'm getting old, just by
[09:38.95]Being 'round them
[09:42.32]They're breaking the future
[09:43.88]I'll never hold again
[09:47.11]And these girls, if I had my chance
[09:54.55]Oh, I'll find a way to spell it out in the night
[10:03.71]And these girls, it's dangerous
[10:11.66]It's not their fault
[10:14.39]But I'm so tired of being nice
[10:19.87]Anywhere that I go, they appear before me
[10:36.47]And everybody knows I'm addicted
[10:44.88]To the object of their eyes
[10:52.88]And these girls, they don't know
[11:00.72]How they kill me down
[11:05.72]Whenever they hold his hand
[11:09.07]And these girls
[11:12.69]I'm getting old, just by
[11:16.98]Being 'round them
[11:20.26]They're breaking the future
[11:22.17]I'll never hold again
[11:25.15]And these girls, if I had my chance
[11:31.81]Oh, I'll find a way to spell it out in the night
[11:41.47]And these girls, it's dangerous
[11:50.07]It's not their fault
[11:52.95]But I'm so tired of being nice

Would you please
let me slide a few words
Under your door
And would you please
let me slide a few words
Under your door
The first 3 say 'I Love You
The last 5 'But I can't no more
I don't believe in miracles
Not like I did before
And would you please
Let me slide a few words
Under your door
And would you please
Try to understand
There's a paragraph or two
Devoted to the memories that we shared
In the dramatized songs about how there'll be
No more memories
No more memories
And if you'll notice in the corner
There's a tiny little heart I've enclosed
Like a little surprise (Oh Yes I did)
And if you'll please ignore the smeared smudged writing
It came from the tears in my eyes
You're probably gonna get it
After a long day
You may not even believe it's true
I know you know, you know, you know my crazy ways
Yeah, but Sleeping Beauty is going to bed
She put a little tiny hole in her own head
Gotta find her own way home
Before she's dead
Yeah, but Sleeping Beauty is going to bed
She put a little tiny hole in her own head
Gotta find her own way home
Before she's dead
Woah Sleeping Beauty is going to bed
She put a little tiny hole in her own head
Gotta find her own way home
Before she's dead
Before she's dead
Before she's dead
I am tired
Of crying in bathrooms
And lighting drags
When I don't even smoke
Writing to no one
Sleeping with the hours
And sighing
For a thousand things
So tired, ignoring your words
About a new girl
Watching flirtations
Whispered conversations
These Girls, they don't know
How they kill me down
Whenever they hold his hand
And these girls
I'm getting old, just by
Being 'round them
They're breaking the future
I'll never hold again
So blue, I'm scratching at nothing
The tighter you hold him, the stronger he gets
Inside I'm spinning, my lesson
Lipstick & perfume, and fanciful speech
My suitcase is packed by the door
In case he comes crawling, like he did before
Baby come get me, don't you look over there
And these girls, they don't know
How they kill me down
Whenever they hold his hand
And these girls
I'm getting old, just by
Being 'round them
They're breaking the future
I'll never hold again
And these girls, if I had my chance
Oh, I'll find a way to spell it out in the night
And these girls, it's dangerous
It's not their fault
But I'm so tired of being nice
Anywhere that I go, they appear before me
And everybody knows I'm addicted
To the object of their eyes
And these girls, they don't know
How they kill me down
Whenever they hold his hand
And these girls
I'm getting old, just by
Being 'round them
They're breaking the future
I'll never hold again
And these girls, if I had my chance
Oh, I'll find a way to spell it out in the night
And these girls, it's dangerous
It's not their fault
But I'm so tired of being nice