Little Suicides
it happens in the smallest ways
it happens all the time
and if you've never had your sight
what's it mean to be blind?
maybe they all just pretend to be
or maybe we're not trying
can't we just be happy for a while?
it happens all the time
all these little suicides
they hardly make a mark
i can take these funhouse rides
i'm a natural in the dark
in the dark
if i could give you that,
then i'd give it all the time
you're just a little tired today,
tomorrow you'll be fine
if love heals anything at all,
we should be flying
if i could give you that
i'd love you all the time
all these little suicides
they hardly make a mark
i can take these funhouse rides
i'm a natural in the dark
in the dark
you're everything i want
you're everything to me
is there no stopping when it starts
these old hearts
just come apart . . .
it happens in the smallest ways
it happens all the time
if i'm not who i used to be,
well, it's not to be unkind
and if you feel these aren't your better days,
i don't mind
can't we just be happy for a while?
it happens all the time . . .
all these little suicides
they hardly make a mark
i can take these funhouse rides
i'm a natural in the dark
in the dark . . .
it happens all the time
and if you've never had your sight
what's it mean to be blind?
maybe they all just pretend to be
or maybe we're not trying
can't we just be happy for a while?
it happens all the time
all these little suicides
they hardly make a mark
i can take these funhouse rides
i'm a natural in the dark
in the dark
if i could give you that,
then i'd give it all the time
you're just a little tired today,
tomorrow you'll be fine
if love heals anything at all,
we should be flying
if i could give you that
i'd love you all the time
all these little suicides
they hardly make a mark
i can take these funhouse rides
i'm a natural in the dark
in the dark
you're everything i want
you're everything to me
is there no stopping when it starts
these old hearts
just come apart . . .
it happens in the smallest ways
it happens all the time
if i'm not who i used to be,
well, it's not to be unkind
and if you feel these aren't your better days,
i don't mind
can't we just be happy for a while?
it happens all the time . . .
all these little suicides
they hardly make a mark
i can take these funhouse rides
i'm a natural in the dark
in the dark . . .
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Writer(s): Anton Fier, Lori E Carson
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