The Better Days

The what ifs are killing me, keeping me awake
I lie to myself but my heart’s to smart to be tricked my brain
I’m not okay, I’m not
But I will be someday
I’m strong, but I’m wounded
I can tell myself I’m moving on, but that’s just a poor excuse for comfort
It’s just camouflage for abandonment
And I can’t spend my life waiting for the grand moment
You take me back and make me laugh again
(That would be a miracle)
Which is impossible by definition
But I miss you, I know you can hear it in my voice when I talk to you
I can see it in your eyes
I used to love your eyes
I used to love our lives
Living is what I’ll do
It’s always what I’ve done
The clouds have got to show the sun
(I will) I will (find the) find the
I’ll find the better days
(Deep down) Deep down (I know) I know
They’ll always be in reach
They’ll always be in reach
They’ll always be in reach
I’ve reduced to how I
Usually feel
When I fix to mind that I won’t see you
I’ve reduced to how I
Usually feel
'Cause I won’t see you