Good Champagne

They say that I'm too frail for you
And maybe that is true
But the thought of never holding you
Splits my heart in two
Your charcoal eyes
Your chestnut curls
Your kind heart, your grace, your hidden pain
And I play the fool, I joke around
'cause your laugh picks me up
Like good champagne
Anyway I'd probably fuck it all up
Just like I fucked up everything that's been real
And I only want what's best for you
So I can never tell you how I feel
But your smile outshines these blinding lights
Your voice is as soft as summer rain
So I play the fool, I joke around
'cause your laugh calms me down
Like good champagne
They say that I'm too frail for you
And surely that is true
And the thought of never holding you
Already split my heart in two



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