Loving you concurrently with feeling like shit
I got to thinking it was loving you that made me feel like this
Now I think I needed something to blame for feeling bad
And you're the most important thing I had
It isn't fair to you, I know
None of this is just
It isn't easy for either of us
This time, this time
I'll drink less, you'll talk more
We'll know what to look for
Be gentle, go slowly
Don't pretend what's profane is now holy
This time, this time
This time, this time
This time