Hurt so bad,
you don't come around here anymore.
Worse than that,
nothing's really helping.
I've been thinking about drinking again.
It's all right
if you finally stop caring.
Just don't go and tell someone that does.
Even though I know there's hope in every morning song,
I have to find that melody alone.
Her name became
a flame unto the fire,
a magpie on a wire,
warned of those dead unto the high,
shamelessly alive unto the low.
It's all right if you finally stop caring.
Just don't go and tell someone that does.
Even though I know there's hope in every morning song,
I have to find that melody alone.
We can go ahead
if no one notices.
What's the point of it?
I have to ask.
How you learn to see hope eternally
when you're sure to be all even last?
Hurt so bad,
more than I expected that it would.
Worse than that,
it seems to be lasting just a little longer than it should.
It's all right
if you finally stop caring.
Just don't go and tell someone that does.
Even though I know there's hope in every morning song,
I have to find that melody alone.
I have to find that melody alone.
to sing
the melody alone.