Good Morning
But We’re Not There Yet
Love is an addiction that’s hard to beat
It’s hard to crack, it’s hard to eat
When your feet don’t wanna stand
When you feel like you don’t wanna dance

It’s hard to smile, it’s hard to stand
In the absence of a lover
Thoughts of death, and thoughts of cover
I hope it’s worth it, think I’m glad I bothered
But we’re not there yet

Distance fades as distance grows
An affectation begins to show
Yeah, I’m as sure as I am sick
I only hope that we can stick to it
Without a garden how do we flourish?
Without a mother how do we nourish?
The sense of comfort that you need to find
Home is the only place you can unwind
But are we there yet?
Just tell me it’s fine
For addiction’s sake
Please just tell me you’re mine

[Spoken: Incoherent]