Magazines

[Verse 1] She hit LA with her plans to be Somewhere off famous in magazines Wrote a letter in hopes that she Would see the world but remember me A city map and a vintage car A couple drinks to hide her scars Pray this fall will treat you well But only time will tell [Hook] If I return to you a broken thing Then lay me down, down Oh so softly Lay me down, down Oh so softly Lay me down, down Oh so softly Lay me [Verse 2] Fame is what she wants But I just can't build it up for her The game is what she hunts Cause I just can't give my love to her I'm just so sorry I can't give you what you need But this love is only partly my responsibility, in us And I know that I've made some promises that I haven't fully kept Cause I don't even know what honest is, so it's probably good she left But I just can't let go of all the shit we had So leave me broken as your token 'till it gets me back [Hook] [Verse 3] Blame is what she had me for Giving it to going back Shame is what we had before Living in her broken past So my thoughts were, just give in to what she wants to do Or find another outlet for this power that would comfort two Giving in I'm going restless, trying figure out what's best for us Damn what to do, there's nothing good from loving you Breaking hearts get away with surgery Nothing left in this world for her but me See what fame do, only I could have saved you girl [Hook]