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Cross-eyed Bear
I broke your doll
It was cross eyed, that's all
I only wanted to help it see straight
A half broken moon
Sooner than soon
I was up on your wall
Smaller than small
In a half-painted frame
The wood wouldn't stain
I hope that reminds you
Of the part you couldn't change in me
So push me I'll fall
If you pull me I'll drown
If you're gonna be nailin' me down
I won't rise again
I scratched your car
Where the bird left a stain
I only wanted to help you see straight
A half broken moon
Sooner than soon
I was up on your wall
Smaller than small
In a half painted frame
Where the wood wouldn't stain
I hope that reminds you
Of the part you couldn't change in me
So push me I'll fall
If you pull me I'll drown
If you're gonna be nailin' me down
I won't rise again
I won't rise again
I'm not God, I'm not God
I love you but I'm not God...