There is Nothing Happy To Write About

You are silver, sterling silver
yes, you're good enough for me
but you're always very difficult...
do you not know who to be?

I feel like we're different
always fighting, never right
we put on happy faces
with our black eyes every night.

You're not keeping me warm
and the nights keep getting colder
we're different now, so different,
and we just keep getting older.

I used to be important
'cause the chance that I could leave
but it's different now, it's harder
and you make it hard to breathe.

You're burning holes into my chest
looking for what you say was never there
it's different now, it cuts
and you never seem to care

Simplicity, Duplicity
I've grown sick of reaching out.
This cliff now drops much steeper
and I forget what we're about.

I know that things are different-
these wounds are etched into my skin
but no matter what I try
it seems we never win.

How long until I give up?
we are resting on weak string
you know this love won't soar, it won't
flying with a busted wing.

I won't feign happiness
there's no reason for a smile.
I've seen misery for years
and yes, I've been here for a while.

I want a taste of happiness
Taste some yellow in this gray
It seems chances are ever shrinking
Could it be you've gone away?