The first thing I remember you were walking away    You were singing something gentle in the fade    The next thing I remember I nearly pushed you off the stage    I pretended not to be afraid       I played the fool    I played the drowning man    I will play your heroine    I know the rules    You wrote them on my veins    I will play your heroine       I'm calling from the border of another nameless state    I am sitting on the steps of our mistake    I will bring you postcards of everything that's gray    I will draw your smile on my slate       I said I loved you    I said I needed you but baby I was wrong    Well that was Sunday    And now it's Wednesday and I'm feeling strong       Memory's a lover trying to tell you that she's late    Memory's a silent second take    She will drink the poison if you put it in your cup    She will touch your eyes and never stop