Prolonging The Magic (edited)

I had a match, but she had a lighter
I had a flame, but she had a fire
I was bright, but she was much brighter
I was high, but she was the sky
Oh baby, i was bound for mexico
Oh baby, i was bound to let you go


I don't know much about cinco de mayo
I'm never sure what it's all about
I say i want you, and you don't believe me
You say you want me, but i've got my doubts


Oh baby, i was bound for mexico
Oh baby, i was bound to let you go


I had a match, but she had a lighter
I had a flame, but she had a fire
I was bright, but she was much brighter
I was high, but she was the sky
Oh baby, i was bound for mexico
Oh baby, i was bound to let you go

I'm sitting by the window of your thirty-second floor apartment
Waiting for your phone calls all to end
I'm sitting watching wind blow
Watching time go
Watching cars go by
I'm waiting for these memories to begin


If i threw my guitar
Out the window, so far down
Would i start to regret it
Or would i smile and watch it slowly fall?

Garbage trucks and taxi cabs
Don't seem like they can reach me here
The clamor of jack-hammers seems so faint
The way you treat me like the only
Slightly brings me down a lot
I don't think i'll ever be the same


If i threw my guitar
Out the window, so far down
Would i start to regret it
Or would i smile and watch it slowly fall?

Walk on by the house where you still live
Walk on by the place where we would kiss
And the room where i held you tight
Tonight i must walk on by


Walk on by the room where you still sleep
Walk on by the company that you keep
And the room where i held you tight
Tonight i must walk on by


Somehow i know
I won't forget you, no, no, no, no, no, i won't
You won't forget me, no, no, no, no, no, you won't
I'll keep on walking away from here
I'll forget you when i reach the other side

Walk on by the house where you still live
Walk on by the place where we would kiss
And the room where i held you tight
Tonight i must walk on by

I am intrinsically no good
I have a heart that's made of wood
I am only biding time
Only reciting memorized lines
And i'm not fit to touch
The hem of your garment


No, no i'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment


I have no love but only goals
How very empty is my soul
It is a soul that feels no thrill
A soul that could easily kill
And i'm not fit to touch
The hem of your garment


No, no i'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment


I am intrinsically no good
I have a heart that's made of wood
I am only biding time
Only reciting memorized lines
And i'm not fit to touch
The hem of your garment


I am intrinsically no good
I have a heart that's made of wood
I am only biding time
Only reciting memorized lines
And i'm not fit to touch
The hem of your garment


No, no i'm not fit to touch the hem of your garment
The hem of your garment

When she walks
She swings her arms, instead of her hips
When she talks she moves her mouth, instead of her lips
I've waited for her for so long
I've waited for her for so long
I've wondered if i could hang on
I've wondered if i could hang on


"let me go," she said
"let me go," she said
Let me go and i will want you more
Let me go, let me go
Let me go and i will want you


When she wants
She wants the sun instead of the moon
When she sees
She sees the stars inside of her room
I've waited for her for so long
I've waited for her for so long
I've wondered if i could hang on
I've wondered if i could hang on


"let me go," she said
"let me go," she said
Let me go and i will want you more
"let me go," she said
Let me go
Let me go, and i will want you


"let me go," she said
"let me go," she said
"let me go," she said
Let me go, let me go

You turn the screws
You tear down the bridge
Flimsy as it is, it's business like
You shake my hand
You break up the band
Flimsy as it is, it's open-mic punk rock
Red white and blue


You twist the knife then go home to kiss your wife
A bigger better slice is what you'd like
You kick the sand, you get the upper hand
You sell it to japan
It's natural punk rock
Red white and blue


You turn the screws
It's what you choose to do
You think that i
Must turn them too
You think that i must be so satisfied
I stay inside
I wonder why


And the cement-mixer gets it all ready
One good turn at a time
They're pouring it slowly and steady
You're showing me where i can sign
What i can expect to find
But how can you say you'll be happy
When you turn the screws


You turn the screws
It's what you choose to do
You turn the screws
It's what you choose to do
You think i must turn them, too
You turn the screws
You tear down the bridge
Flimsy as it is, it's business like
Flimsy as it is, it's open-mic punk rock
Red white and blue
You turn the screws