Remember when goodnight meant rest?
Now I lay awake almost every night.
Our hope, in stress, rain tears through them (?)
It puts us to bed at separate times

So when we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building,
I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery."

On the phone with mad desire
Struck gold and let it ride
on our wage to a fixed life

So its a quarter after midnight
and I've been driving through a desert for sometime
And all I want is you just laying next to me
And not an empty (?)

So when we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building,
I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery."
When we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building,
I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery."

Comfort is closing your eyes and I'm waiting on disaster always and most of the time

So when we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building,
I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery."
When we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building,
I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery."