Song Lyrics

Poor boy, I could never live up to your imagination
Poor boy, I was a crush that killed
Poor boy, I could never live up to your hallucination
Poor boy, I was a crush that killed

I had a dream
That trouble always starts in someone's head
And dreams are real
When you're asleep you may as well be dead
I predicate
The last ten years on figuring with me
After the war
In some strange city on a strangers

So you think I'd waste my life on this
To be your comfort when you needed me
Lay the everlasting friendship

Poor boy, I could never live up to your imagination
Poor boy, I was a crush that killed
Poor boy, I could never live up to your hallucination
Poor boy, I was a crush that killed

We had a time
If we could have it back over again
I'd be a force
Not so polite and not so delicate
I'd trot around
On velvet socks so I could not be felt
I was your fan
Waiting for the day when this God will start to

Talk to me, don't venerate me now
I'm not a garland head have to be adored
See my heart beat, smell my sweet skin

Poor boy, I could never live up to your imagination
Poor boy, I was a crush that killed
Poor boy, I could never live up to your hallucination
Poor boy, I was a crush that killed

If I carry you in my heart
Will you ease the pain or make it harder
I know you like to let me know you're there
And if you're blind, God's calling, we disappear

Is there space in my life for you
Will I see you tomorrow
Or will I ride on

Poor boy, I could never live up to your imagination
Poor boy, I was a crush that killed
Poor boy, I could never live up to your hallucination
Poor boy, I was a crush that killed

I could never live up
(Crush)
(Crush)
(Crush)
(Crush)

Christopher Thomas Geddes, Richard William Colburn, Robert Michael Kildea, Sarah Ann Martin, Stephen Thomas Jackson, Stuart Lee Murdoch