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Beautiful things about itDoctor done told me my cuts were minorWish I could laugh it offPut my thoughts and myself behind itJust pass it off, Pass it offLike another time Like our first kissThe wrong thing to do with both of our lips, I missed the twistIs this a chance to love? Or a chance to reminisce?About the days when we patiently waitedIn the hope that our love could stay separatedIs our nice moved on edge? Or is it serrated?It would have been easier if you could have hatedMe for sayin sorry or whatever I saidAnd told me to get out Instead of comin to bedI know that you love meBut don't do something that you'll regretWe have to fall apart before we can get back togetherOr whateverThere ain't no forecast Cause there's no storm to weatherThe beautiful things about itThe beautiful...The beautiful things about itOh doctor please help me I'm dyinSongtexteMy eyes are dried up But I ain't finished cryinAnd I'm lyin in the night made of stomach painAnd my left knee hurtsBut only when it rainsAnd the concrete that beats at the back of my shoesBrings no relief it just sings me the bluesLeaves me in the street with the rest of the foolsHarden my handThinkin of youNo one to seeAnd nothin to doAnd if you leave out the coI'll be dependant on youCome around for a while and pick me up with a smileAnd we'll talk for a minute or twoOr three or fourOr three or fourSo the next time I go to the doctorI'll get a new heart So I won't have to botherWith the beatings I'm taking from this oneAnd the next time my eyes fill with waterI won't be a broken relationship martyrWhose dying to get to the next oneAnd the day that we're finally readyTo be steadily goingBut not going steadyIs the day that we'll both be fulfilledAnd though being alone might be deadlyI'd rather be lonely than have you forget meCause then I'd just want to be killedOh doctor please help me I'm dyinMy eyes are dried up But I'm not finished cryinAnd I'm lyin in the night made of stomach pain Aus Songtexte Mania