Sweeter Things

Oh, the songs I could have given you, sweet thing
If it'd seemed like the thing to do
If I'd have written down everything
Oh, the shit I'd have put you through
One on the wonderful in we
And two about the same in you
Three, the flame you put in me
Four more, nothing I couldn't do

But I never did, never could keep away from you
Not even to make something you could take away with you
To stay with you, the way other things stay with you
The way I can't stay with you

Oh, that scare that you gave me there, sweet thing
And I know that you didn't mean to
Well, I wish I could say it was fleeting
But it's still there, between me and you
Oh, that the flame's gone out in thee
That you'd taken it out of me too
That you're moving on to sweeter things
But for me, are there sweeter than you

It just keeps getting harder to pretend
That this love will live to see a different end
I keep wondering if this is too much to spend
But I spend anyway, and I spend 'til I'm spent
So it's hard, just to know I don't know where it went

Oh, the fool you must think of me, lover
Some crazy bat taken with fear
But dementia is more than just shudders
And I don't think I'm making it clear
Oh, the wishes I had for us, doll
Well, I knew they'd crumble like sand
But before my infection could madden us all
I dreamed we'd start a rock and roll band

So we never did, still, we know that there's songs to sing
Sittin' to get written, the potential in everything
If you write one, you could call me darling
And I'd write back, and I'd call you sweet thing
Like Jeff would say, if he sang to Debbie
In another world, where I was dead instead of he
Or if she sang to him, like blue-eyed you to brown-eyed me
Or if she sang to him, like blue-eyed you to brown-eyed me
Oh, sweet thing, oh, sweet thing
Oh, darling, oh, darling
Oh, sweet thing
Oh, darling