I see behind the silver screen
Playing opposite the new Jim Dean
Every young boy's beauty queen
On the cover of a magazine
You say it kills you when they keep us apart
Like a knife, straight through your heart
A living hell, where it's cold and dark
When we're together, it's a work of art
And you know
That I so really want to believe
I so really want to believe you
And you know
That I so really want to believe
I so really want to believe you
You say you're high on rocket fuel
Shining like a silver jewel
And you just getting out of school
You can think about it as me and you
And you know
That I so really want to believe
I so really want to believe you
And you know
That I so really want to believe
I so really want to believe you
I so really want to
I so really want to
Believe you
And you know
That I so really want to believe
I so really want to believe you
I do, I do