All the words that I want to hear. Are distorted by your weaknesses and fear. And your lies that I push away. I might accept them on your good self pity day.
I'm not a man that floats around. See I'm a man that knows what he's found. Oh no. . It's you. I want a lover like you. Under covers with you. Stoned or sober.
Together here we stand. Covered in our rust. It's just a life of pretend. And that's the source of us. . Oh girl here we are now. Oh girl In between the days.
Resonate in tones of saving grace. Separate from the Gods of hate. Alleviate all our doubting ways. Congregate to more loving days. . A collection of peace where we could live.