Springboard In The Night

I would take your heart, my love-
but I couldn’t give it what it asks.
To be its second fiddle-
to be the fat girl to your thin girl,
standing by her side.
To watch you get your groove back.
To be your Bridgette Jones,
and watch my runaway bride.
I would take your heart, my love.

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