I'm so lonely that it hurts to be around people
It hurts to be around people
And it hurts so bad that I feel pain to give myself pleasure
I'm in pain to give myself pleasure
And every itching inch I scratch to kiss this conviction that
I'm bound to find you
But every new suffering will undoubtedly produce
A whole new set of wrongful truths
Like
I shouldn't be happy, I shouldn't be happening
I shouldn't be happy, I shouldn't be happening
I shouldn't be happy, I shouldn't be happening
I shouldn't be happy, I shouldn't be happening
Yes, darling, smile your blues away
I promise that I love you
Yes, angel lift your hurt with mine
With mine
Yes, angel lift your hurt with mine
With mine
But don't lock me in the trap I save you from
My special burning sun
Light the way away from your own cage
Before your day is
Done