I give to you my troubled mind I give to you my apple pie I send you my regrets from this diner I'm a loner who loves to lay low in your arms You can't help what it is you love There's lipstick on my coffee cup I write down the words that I find you in On a napkin, the mark of your teeth Still in my stockings You say that I'm stuck on the blues Well they were there before you And it's likely they'll be here Long after you're gone So I play along & keep my shades on My dreams in cyan All I wanted to do Was write you A song so true it would save your life And save mine My, the truth might set you free But it won't free you from time So I give to you my troubled mind I give to you my apple pie Do you forgive me for All the ways that I missed you Did I ever not miss you In my bones, in being myself I could be no one else