All This Will Pass

God this is hard, you've had no sleep,

You've thought of nothing else for weeks

You begin your lines, you thumble with your purse

It's been eating you,

You don't know what to do

And your lie, only made it worse

You can't expect him to understand

He's not a saint, he's just a man

And you know,

That you can't change what you did

But if you have forty lives

You get it right by the thirty-ninth

As it is,

All that you could ask

All this will pass

God, you wish like hell

You hadn't done it and you tell

Him, how much you regret it

But you're talking to yourself

You're as lonely and as desperate as a

Kettle boiling, with no there to get it

All the words, you meant to say

Had in the air and flown away

And vanished,

Into the end of the dying day

But if you have forty lives,

You get it right by the thirty-ninth

And as it is,

All that that you could ask

All this will pass

And if only I had've stayed,

And if only had been there rain

And it's funny,

What a difference then that it makes

But if you have forty lives,

You get it right by the thirty-ninth

And as it is,

All that that you could ask

All this will pass