Betsy Wolfe - See I'm Smiling Lyrics
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    See I'm Smiling

    Guess I can't believe you really came
    And that we're sitting on this pier
    See, I'm smiling—
    That means I'm happy that you're here

    I stole this sweater from the costume shop—
    It makes me look like Daisy Mae
    See, we're laughing—
    I think we're gonna be okay

    I mean, we'll have to try a little harder
    And bend things to and fro
    To make this love as special
    As it was five years ago
    I mean, you made it to Ohio
    Who knows where еlse we can go?

    I think you're rеally gonna like this show
    I'm pretty sure it doesn't suck
    See, you're laughing, and I'm smiling
    By a river in Ohio
    And you're mine…
    We're doing fine

    I think we both can see what could be better—
    I'll own when I was wrong
    With all we've had to go through
    We'll end up twice as strong
    And so we'll start again this weekend
    And just keep rolling along…

    I didn't know you had to go so soon
    I thought we had a little time…
    Look, whatever, if you have to
    Then you have to, so whatever
    It's all right—
    We'll have tonight

    You know what makes me crazy?
    I'm sorry, can I say this?
    You know what makes me nuts?
    The fact that we could be together
    Here together
    Sharing our night, spending our time
    And you are gonna choose someone else to be with—no, you are
    Yes, Jamie, that's exactly what you're doing:
    You could be here with me
    Or be there with them—
    As usual, guess which you pick

    No, Jamie, you do not have to go to another party—
    With the same twenty jerks you already know
    You could stay with your wife on her fucking birthday
    And you could, God forbid, even see my show
    And I know in your soul it must drive you crazy
    That you won't get to play with your little girlfriends—
    No I'm not, no I'm not!—and the point is, Jamie
    That you can't spend a single day
    That's not about
    You and you and nothing but you
    Mahvelous novelist, you!
    Oh isn't he wonderful, just twenty-eight
    The savior of writing
    You and you and nothing but you—
    Miles and piles of you
    Pushing through windows and bursting through walls
    En route to the sky
    And I…

    I swear to God I'll never understand
    How you can stand there, straight and tall
    And see I'm crying
    And not do anything at all…

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