You're The Cure

You’ve always been the full stop to end my paragraphs
We don’t need a bigger bed, I need you closer
I don’t want to be buried next to you
One casket for the two of us should do
To be alone with myself for eternity would be agony
You’ve always been the one to breathe me back to life
When my appetite for living dies
You breathe me back to life
Tripping through the perils of this comedy
You shoulder the brunt of my misery
I envy the lightness in your heart
How do I dream without waking up?
To be alone with myself for eternity would be agony
You’ve always been the one to breathe me back to life
When my appetite for living dies
You’re the cure when my thoughts turn to cyanide
When I go out of my fucking mind
You’re the cure and your eyes have dug me out of my grave more times
You’re the cure and your eyes have dug me out of my grave more times than I
could ever keep count
You’ve always been the one to breathe me back to life
When my appetite for living dies
You’re the cure when my thoughts turn to cyanide
When I go out of my fucking mind
You breathe me back to life