Unhappy Is the Only Happy That - Matt Pryor
She said love I don't love you
I'll tell you what you do
Get yourself a mirror
The glass won't lie to you
Look into the mirror
I'll tell you what you'll see
Unhappy is the only happy
That you'll ever be
Bottom of a bottle
Handful of the pills
No good letters for me
Just a basket full of bills
Would it kill you to put pen to paper
I've written a score
Unhappy is the only happy
With me anymore
The fence has finally fallen
And the garden's overgrown
I may still have the papers
But this house is not a home
I should burn it down
And see if any living thing could grow
Unhappy is the only happy
That I'll ever know
She said love I don't love you
The words are still the same
Cannot trust my mind
But I see colors in your name
Without you in my arms
I'll never be complete
Unhappy is the only happy
That I'll ever be
