I know I can't make the bad go away. You're right, I can't. But when the bad comes again... I'm gonna be next to you.
I'm afraid. I'm afraid to be alone, I'm afraid not to be alone. I'm... I'm afraid of what I am, what I'm not, what I might become, what I might never become. I don't wanna stay at my job for the rest of my life but I... I'm... I'm afraid to leave. And I'm just tired, you know, I'm just so tired of being afraid.
This is WNYL in New York and you're listening to Midnight With Marlon. As you know, it's not my policy to take requests but there's always an exception to the rule. I don't know if this is the most beautiful song, Frankie and Johnny, and I wish they really were your names but I know when my leg's being pulled. God, how I wish you two really existed. Maybe I'm crazy, but I'd still
like to believe in love. Why do you think I work these hours? Anyway, you two moonbeams, whoever, wherever you are, whatever you're doing... this one's for you. Here's an encore.
— You don't think we'd fit, do you? We fit, Frankie. We fit like... peas in a pod, like a lock and a key.
— I'm not sure I like where your key's been.
I know there's gotta be something in this world better than watching you do that but I'm damned if I know what it is.
— I never know if you're playing games or being serious.
— I'm doing both. Serious games.
You know, that is the first really rotten thing you've said to me. To make fun of somebody else's intelligence or education or lack of, that is somebody I'd be very glad not to know. I thought you were sad, weird. I didn't know you were cruel.
— I can't take it any more. You're not gonna give up your job because of him. You were there first. Now, what's the problem?
— He says he's in love with me. He wants to marry me.
— Bastard!
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