歌词千寻 You said theres something about the way he says your namewhen youre hanging, conversations in the front loungeyou discuss your favorite movieshes never seen the Newsies,but you both love anything Stephen King。You see him watching from the corner of your eyehes always good at pretending hes preoccupiedthis is becoming so much more than you had plannedyoure only friends he swears it oh, youre just a lousy liar。Hes marriedhes marriedyou dont know what youre doing。You said he stares at you with the same eyes that squint in the sunand every morning he still wakes up beside her nowsome silly papers made a love that once burned wildinto a joke that wasnt funny cant be funny when it hurts。Hes marriedhes marriedyou dont know what youre doing。How are you supposed to heal this broken man,put him together