Give It Time - Old 97's

When I saw you for the first time

I thought I might be sick

That combination of joy and compulsion

And you were the reason for it

And in the blink of an eyelid

You were in my ride

I was wasted thought you’d laugh when I kissed you

Though I guess it makes sense that you cried

Give it time give it time give it time

It will break you

From our house I heard voices so far away

There’s no difference between ropes and roses

When you’ve got nothin' good to say

And in the blink of an eyelid

You become someone else

I try to find you but you are on a island

And I guess I have to tell myself

Give it time give it time give it time

It will break you

When I saw you for the last time

I sweat right through my shirt

I’m no professional heartbreak’s just a pastime

But that don’t mean it don’t hurt

Give it time give it time give it time

It will break you

Give it time give it time give it time

It will break you

Give it time give it time give it time

It will break you

It will break you

It will break you