When do I get to look in the mirror
and fall in love with the girl I see?

How long will it take me to see
That out of all my pain and agony
Eventually comes beauty and grace?

Something I've learned
Over the years
Is never to rush nature
She knows what shes doing-
     Shes been doing it longer than anyone else
And the scars we force ourselves to have
Will always hurt more
Than the ones She will give to us
So never force a life lesson
You'll be naturally taught them
When She believes you're ready

How many times
will I allow you
to empty my heart
before I realize
that I can't keep filling it with you?

These whiskey feelings
I give myself
Straight from the bottle
Are often sweeter
Than you ever were

These honey feelings
You have me stuck in
Leave me breathless
And sticky
Things get jumbled together
Maybe things that shouldn't
And everything becomes
Foggy and hazy
This process continues
Until not even the bees
Want it back

Even quitting cigarettes
Was easier than quitting you