Amy come give your blood for me
The needle's getting cold
I'm running out of patience as my conscience loses hold
I know you thought I loved you but it's not that easy
Don't you know I'm just as weak as your last one
I just don't always let it show
Sift through the sands of trust until they blow away like dust
Lie back and let the wind wash you away
I feel so uninspired when you give yourself away
It's underneath your smile but I see it every day
Take a handful of yourself and spread it on the ground
You might have been worth something if you'd spread yourself around
Wade through the tears of time until you've sheltered yours from mine
Sit back and watch the waves push you away
Amy put down that magazine
You know it's getting late
The things we love are nothing next to everything we hate
Amy it was beautiful
But beautiful can't last
Perfect when it happened
But it had to happen fast
Sift through the sands of trust until they blow away like dust
Lie back and let the wind wash you away
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