Paper Chandeliers

I was the architect of our love
of you I just couldn't get enough of
with that look on your face so drop dead pale
over in the corner chewing your fingernails

I was so In a rush I meant to treat you well
but I was too caught up In my Jimmy Dean shell
I was so full of doubts with no oxygen
with an eye on the door and the other men

Like paper chadeliers
we've faded with the years
when did we stop counting the tears?

Well, folks like us we tend to forget
what's written In the clouds and what comes next
so what's the point In hanging on too long?
when true love dies at the end of each song

So I'll be leaving town at the break of dawn
now babe, don't hang your head we knew it all along
well It's just taken forever for us to see
that you can never fall too deep, hurt enough
until you're free

Like paper chadeliers
we've faded with the years
when did w estop counting the tears?