I don't want to be just a happy pill

or something that gives you euphoria

love is more than smiles and ***

the older you get the painful it is to know

So let me be the painkiller to every battle scar you have

The nicotine to your cigarette as it embraces your lungs more than I can

In a way where love can always be found
we need pain in order to know we are alive

I scattered every last bit of myself
to places where I have been
I've lost my own soul
yet in those places
I am rich

One place is the bar
Where my lips linger on people i don't know
Beer tasted like Sunday's gospel
in a crowded room full of hypocrites

Second place is my bed
a bottomless pit full of my emotions
my bed sheet have seen the worst
my feet trapped on the feeling of comfort
while the world is cruel enough
to not even recognize your pain

The last is in your hands
Arms like heaven's embrace
I've been dying to live for your touch
as days turn to nights
you light my world more than the kitchen light we dance to all day

In places I have been
I lost myself more
in your eyes

We desire a love

that makes us stop on our feet

the eyes follow on dreams we can't
reach

the hands cramp of holding what we can't grip

the heart begins to slow down as she walks by

thats the time you'll realize all things come and go

and the show must go on