The Pickups

Not Going To Fall

I haven't seen you for a few weeks
I made you strong again-you made me weak
You were too cool at your show
had another one-I didn't go

I wished that you'd meet me at the top of this bridge
I wished that you'd show up and offer me a kiss
and tell me that the truth is you really miss
the way we were, it could be bliss

But I'm not going to fall down on my knees
and I'm not going to fall down at your feet
I'm not going to fall down on my knees
but if you did, that would be sweet

I can't find you anywhere
no phone, no fixed address
you're on someone's couch in the west end
distance is good for us, I guess

But I wish that you'd meet me at the top of this bridge
I wish that you'd show up and offer me a kiss
and tell me that the truth is you really miss
the way we were, it could be bliss

But I'm not going to fall down on my knees
I'm not going to fall down at your feet
I'm not going to fall down on my knees
but if you did, that would be sweet


Lyrics and Music Sarah Greene
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