P.S. (I Confess)

Oh, what a shame.
You can't be anything but you,
While it's safe to say that you went through everything
Like a bullet with nothing to lose,
But grace and mystery.
When did love ever become some cruel?
It never used to seem so terrible.
I had the mind to fall a mile or two
Right back into love with you.
But so long,
You're on my bad side.
The love is all gone,
And the pleasure's all mine.
I guess I'm curious,
This could be good for the both of us.
But worlds apart, what difference does it make?
Oh, by the way,
You won't be seeing me around.
As if your lips could say what your heart is screaming.
I'm gone true love, for good,
But I sure don't want to be.
When did love become a T.V. show?
A must-have for the American girl?
I had the mind to fall a mile or two
Right out of love with you.
But so long,
You're on my bad side.
The love is all gone,
And the pleasure's all mine.
I guess I'm curious,
This could be good for the both of us.
But worlds apart, what difference does it make?
You've got me on tape,
You've got me in writing.
Break my heart with a smile on your face.
So long, savior,
You know I don't want to go.
But I can't stay here
And die beside your love.
How you stunned the stars,
Bled sunlight from the dark
While I crawled on the lightning bolt
That sparked our divide.
Sun down, I confess
I'm living, still living.
Sun down, I confess, I'm
I'm living it up tonight.
Sun down, you're always saying
There's "nothing that's stopping you now"
At least nothing you can't get around.
Sun down, I confess, I'm
I'm living it up tonight.