i saw your picture today on a card   i tried so hard    to remember that smiling face you placed   on my princess pillow in that broken down car   last summer   you sang to me so beautifully   you were promised to me like a ring to a tree   but you cut it all off and   that's what kills me         pilot of lies   who sat at the bat while i sat home and cried   your hands were not tied   you knew exactly where to hide   and hitch a ride    to   one two three   cali FOR nia         "now honey i'm so sorry    if i whistle hollywood happy   look where it gets me."         you show so painfully long   but i sat and stared as if nothing was wrong   as for the songs    the beauty is there   but the grace car's gone   (gone, take me down)          and i don't want to be a part    of music vs. the heart.   we all stay in tune   we all swear it's true         we all stay in tune   we all swear it's true   (without going overhead or upperhanded jests just fly by    more time to get to know you, and less of me    you can't buy my time)         with your (we have?) pretty faces    to be replaced   in unsafe places   at least our car will go down with some grace   (grace, take me down)