The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful stop me and steal my breath emeralds from mountains that thrust toward the sky never revealing their depth tell methat we belong together 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 hangs from above And i'll be your crying shoulder i'll be loves suicide and i'll be better when i'm older i'll be the greatest fan of your life I've dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead i tuned in, turned on remembered the things you said And i'll be your crying shoulder i'll be loves suicide and i'll be better when i'm older i'll be the greatest fan of your life the greatest the greatest the greatest fan of your life yeah yeah yeah