A Man w/ a Velvet Box

"Breakeven" - The Script

I have to get cheesy on you again, Dear Blog. I have to. A dream started it. A show ended it. And I'm feeling a little jittery over it.

An image came to mind last night. A man stood in the center of the room where everyone can see. That same man knelt down on one knee. Some had their cameras out because they knew what was about to happen. And there in the palm of his hand sat a tiny, velvet box.

So there I am sitting in front of my TV, watching a show I couldn't stomach for years when out walks Chris Medina. An unlikely candidate with curly hair and a flannel shirt. A video clip starts to play to tell his story. The image matched what I just saw in my head the night before: A man kneeling before a woman with a tiny, velvet box in his hand.

Oh, America Idol you caught my attention by surprise tonight. For the first time since Season 1, I'm intrigued and I have to say I'm rooting for this ordinary guy from Chicago with a big heart. Please watch his audition:

A man that can love this much is definitely a man.

Lyrics:

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in
Cuz I got time while she got freedom
Cuz when a heart breaks no it don't break even

Her best days will be some of my worst
She finally met a man that's gonna put her first
While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping
Cuz when a heart breaks no it don't break even... even... no

What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you,
And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok
I'm falling to pieces, yeah,
I'm falling to pieces

They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
Cuz she's moved on while I'm still grieving
And when a heart breaks no it don't break even even... no

What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you,
And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok
I'm falling to pieces, yeah,
I'm falling to pieces, yeah,
I'm falling to pieces
(One still in love while the other ones leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
(Cuz when a heart breaks no it don't break even)

Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain
You took your suitcase, I took the blame
Now I'm try'na make sense of what little remains ooh
Cuz you left me with no love and no love to my name

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in
Cuz I got time while she got freedom
Cuz when a heart breaks no it don't break
No it don't break
No it don't break even no

What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and
What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok
(Oh glad your okay now)
I'm falling to pieces yeah
(Oh I'm glad your okay)
I'm falling to pieces yeah
(One still in love while the other ones leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
(Cuz when a heart breaks no it don't break even)

Oh it don't break even no
Oh it don't break even no
Oh it don't break even no

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/script/breakeven.html

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