Cross-Eyed Bear - Damien Rice

I broke your doll

It’s cross-eyed, that’s all

I wanted to help it see straight

Half broken moon, sooner than soon

I was up on your wall, smaller than small

In a half painted frame, wood wooden stain

I hope that reminds you of the part you couldn’t change in me

If you push me, I fall

If you pull me, I drown

If you’re gonna be nailing me down

I won’t rise again

I scratched your car

Where a bird left a stain

I wanted to help you see straight

Half broken moon, sooner than soon

I was up on your wall, smaller than small

In a half painted frame, with a wood wooden stain

I hope that reminds you of the part you couldn’t change in me

If you push me, I fall

If you pull me, I drown

If you’re gonna be nailing me down

I won’t rise again

I won’t rise again

I’m not God, I’m not God

Well I’m not God, I’m not God

I might love you, but I’m not God