I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from down
I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from...

I just don't understand why you can't let him go. I hate him. I hate what he has done to you. I like you, I want to be there for you, but you won't let me. And I blame him. I know he saved you. I know he's touched you, twice. I wish it had been me. I know that is a stupid thing to say. You could kill me, but then you wouldn't be so hung up on him.

man I feel like hell so come on over
be a love machine and I could be your friend
ain't no shame feel strong for one another
make a real true color come end to end then
God damn. change of pace
I think there's still a piece of my heart
on your face
it's a shame to let it waste
how does it taste?

I've asked you out a few times. You always turn me down, but I keep asking. I guess I figure that maybe one day you will change your mind. Why can't you realize that he left you. If he walked through that door right now you would throw yourself into his arms. He left you. Why can't you hate him? You should hate him, then I could help you. But you don't hate him and you won't let anyone help you.

break it down in pieces, make it simple
'cause you know damn well that I'm a simple man
all these things go changing like the weather
and they stay that way until the weather man says
one down, gone to waste
I think there's still a piece of that smile on your face
and I would like to see it erased
there ain't no two ways about it.

I watch you sometimes as you look out the window at the driveway, like you expect him to drive through at any minute. I see your wistful smile and it makes me want to yell at you. Scream at you that he is gone, he left and he isn't coming back. I want you to fall to pieces so I can pick them back up. I want to be invaluable to you like he is. I know he is.

I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from down
I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from...

I want you to feel for me like I know you feel for him. I don't want to be your friend, but I am. I listen when you talk about him. I forgive you when you ‘act out' as it has been termed by the Professor. I know that he is in your head. I watch as you withdrawal from everyone. I try to be there for you and not feel about you like I do. I watch as you try to keep me at that safe distance.

bring it on then gone, use a lover
like a cigarette the way that lovers do
one sweet song that starts a little slow and
then goes on and on and makes you want to
move around the room in circles
everybody wants to be you
try to find my place up on the map
of all the men you've been through
dig a little deeper and you'll realize
all I'm building up you're tearing down.

Everytime I think we are getting closer, that maybe you might consider letting some of him go you suddenly withdrawal. I wish that the Professor would just go into your mind and rip him out. I want you, I need you, but you want and need him. I even understand that we could never actually touch each other and I am willing to work around it, find alternatives. I want to be him...

I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from down
I don't want to be the crutch
one step away from...