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She was sixteen and six feet tall in a crowd of teenagers comin' out of the zoo
She stumbled, started to slip and fall, teeter-tottered on the top of patent leather shoes
I happened to catch her and said: "Maybe these ruby shoes are a little cumbersome for you."
Maybe for you, now
But not as shaky as I must have seemed talkin' junk through her giggle, little teenage dream
And on the phone I could not compete; my dumb-luck fake competence was getting weak
And for a sec' I thought I sounded sweet
But sure enough in a gruff, faint voice, I heard myself speak
I could stay a while
But sooner or later I'll break your smile
And I can tell a joke
But one of these days I'm bound to choke
And we could share a kiss
But I feel like I can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do... is to leave you alone
Leave you alone, now
I'm beginning to like you, so you probably won't get what I'm going to do
I'm walkin' away from you; it probably don't make much sense to you
But I'm trying to save you from all of the things that I'll probably say or do
I'll probably do
I could stay a while
But sooner or later I'll break your smile
And I can tell a joke
But one of these days I'm bound to choke
And we could share a kiss
But I feel like I can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do... is to leave you alone
Leave you alone, now
You'll probably call me a fool and say I'm doin' exactly what a coward would do
And I'm beginning to like you
It's a shame, what a lame way to live, but what can I do?
I hope you appreciate what I do
I'm a martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you, now...
A martyr for my love for you...
A martyr for my love for you...