The absence of God will bring you comfort, baby
And plannings for the poor
So let's pretend that we're rich
And I'm not my body or how I choose to destroy it

Folk singers sing songs for the working, baby
We're just recreation for all those doctors and lawers
There's no relief for the bleeding heart
'Cause they'll be losing bodies tonight

And Rob says you love, love, love
Then you die
I've watched him while sleeping
And seen him crying with closed eyes

And you're not happy but you're funny
And I'm tripping over my joy
And I just keep on getting up again

We could be daytime drunks if we wanted
We'd never get anything done that way, baby
And we'd still be ruled by our dueling perspectives
And I'm not my perspective
Or the lies I'll tell you every time

And Morgan says maybe love won't let you down
All of your failures are training grounds
And just as your back's turned
You'll be surprised, she says
As your solitude subsides

And Mike, I'll teach you how to swim
If you turn the bad in me into good again

And I say there's trouble when everything is fine
The need to destroy things creeps up on me every time
And just as love's silhouette appears
I close my eyes and disappear tonight

And something's gotta change
'Cause our love's the slowest moving train

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Blake Sennett, Jenny Diane Lewis