It’s the children that I feel for,
Yes the children make me feel more,
More than the liquor, more than the art,
More than the Beach Boys records.
It’s the drink that gives us heartache,
It’s the charity we won’t take,
We feel so empty
And our late twenties
Should be better times.
It’s the love and the truth
And the hope and the faith,
That will destroy us in the end. (
)
It’s the look in the eyes of those one-night stands
That gives us the will to pretend.
It’s the feeling
Of fucking
The people that we’re loving
That spurs us onto endless sleepless nights,
And love will destroy us in the end.
There’s not a thing that I can save
From all those wasted, wasted days,
And there’s no grace
That will ever save me
From never being faithful,
And the damn phone never rings,
And I would give up everything,
For a little wine, some conversation
And just for being healthy.