my happiness doesn't come cheap
here I stand watching the days go by
a restless head wondering about everything,
I hear your voice it sounds like a knife through soul
and I’m well schooled in knowing the way that it goes,
a change in her mood tells me its time to go
out somewhere, out of her reach some more,
I hear your voice it sounds like a knife through soul
and you know better and choose to ignore,
when you close the door behind you to sleep
I’m reminded why my happiness doesn’t come cheap
no it doesn’t come cheap
no it doesn’t come cheap,
there’s that light its on in your head again
where thoughts get thrust into a lost weekend,
I hear your voice it sounds like a knife through soul
and I should know better that I’ve lost control,
when you close the door behind you to sleep
I’m reminded why my happiness doesn’t come cheap,
no it doesn’t come cheap
no it doesn’t come cheap
no it never comes cheap
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