This Song Gets Dark

Please give me permission
Cause some things I've been wanting to say are
Just a little bit off limits

(I'll pretend that I am optimistic
Of where my heart has gone)

But truth is I haven't felt Your love
In so long, I've been wanting it from someone
But honestly it's not Your fault

(I'll pretend that I am optimistic
Of where my heart has gone)

We look around
We just see a couple billion people
Hurting other people
We're just trying to be happy
But we try chasing money, chasing power, chasing people
We're pretty positive we still don't know how to be happy, ah

This song was written when I got a text on my cell phone
Somebody was talking bout the next show
Turns out, when I read the text message
My career wasn't affected
But I questioned where my heart goes
There's a certain sinking feeling you get
Finding out about a little kid
From a text alert from Amber
Where exactly did we go so wrong?
How did somebody feel so far gone
That this evil could honestly seem like the answer?

We look around
We just see a couple billion people
Hurting other people
We're just trying to be happy
But we try chasing money, chasing power, chasing people
We're pretty positive we still don't know how to be happy, ah
We look around
We just see a couple billion people
Hurting other people
We're just trying to be happy
But we try chasing money, chasing power, chasing people
We're pretty positive we still don't know how to be happy, ah

I've been wondering if
Optimism
Often is an
Optical illusion
Of a desperate mind
Maybe I'll have to
Ask the actors
If the happy-ever-after's
Just a waste of time

I've been wondering if
Optimism
Often is an
Optical illusion
Of a desperate mind
Maybe I'll have to
Ask the actors
If the happy-ever-after's
Just a waste of time

We look around
We just see a couple billion people
Hurting other people
We're just trying to be happy
But we try chasing money, chasing power, chasing people
We're pretty positive we still don't know how to be happy, ah
We look around
We just see a couple billion people
Hurting other people
We're just trying to be happy
But we try chasing money, chasing power, chasing people
We're pretty positive we still don't know how to be happy, ah

I barely believed in You today
I'm not trying to be dramatic
Just after emphatically
Asking the questions that had to be asked
When naturally
Assessing half of what we all have been pretending to be
End this belief
That I'm talking to the ceiling
Please be
Clearly in this room and see me
Feel me
You feel the
Pain reiterated
In a half a million ways
But maybe You could be in love with me
Honestly, it seems unlikely
I could be
Entirely
Rewired to be
Doubtlessly aware of how You see me
But I see
This isn't the first time
Someone's questioned this relationship
And ended in a landslide
But why
Must I assume this long-distance relationship
Will stay this way
For basically forever
Whatever the case
In this in between space
Would You hold onto me
And count the days til we're together?