The Strands In Your Eyes The strands in your eyes, the color them wonderful Style me to steal my breath And emeralds from the mountains thrust towards the sky Never revealing their depth And tell me that we belong together And dress it up with the trappings of love I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from my brow And I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be your love suicide And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life And rain falls angry on the tin roof As we lie awake in my bed And you're my survivor, you're my living proof My love is alive and not dead And tell me that we belong together And dress it up with the trappings of love I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from my brow And I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be your love suicide And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life And I dropped out, I burned up I fought my way back from the dead Turned down, turned on Remember the thing that you, you said I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be your love suicide And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life I'll be your crying shoulder I'll be your love suicide And I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life The greatest fan of your life The greatest fan of your life