It's obvious I never had a map
Just a drawing on the back of a placemat
From a late-night restaurant
In coffee and crayon
I scribbled out my childish plans of attack
I swear I never meant to get so lost
Or drag you through this rotten, twisted plot
In which all my best intentions
Too predictable to mention
Misfired and steered us straight onto the rocks
Sometimes, it's easier to say
That it was just one big mistake
Not the gestalt of many small ones
All my fault, and I can call them all by name
And the highest hope for tragedy is a lesson and a song
So I dismantled carefully the ways I did you wrong
If you ever decide to take my call
I would gladly surrender it all
My sleeping mind pulls out a dream that I waylaid
To see the floats the day after the Rose Parade
Smell the flowers, share a coffee
As we walk, alarm goes off
And I awake alone in the bed I've made
Because it's easier to say
That it was just one big mistake
Not the gestalt of many small ones
All my fault, and I can call them all by name
And the highest hope for tragedy is a lesson and a song
So I dismantled carefully the ways I did you wrong
If you ever decide to take my call
I would gladly surrender it all
Leave a little piece of me (leave a little piece)
Outside beneath the loquat trees (in your backyard)
Where I can stay, and grow, and love you
(And love you)
If you ever decide to take my call
I would gladly surrender it all
If you ever decide to take my call
I would gladly surrender it all
If you ever decide to take my call