To A Poet - First Aid Kit

And you said, «Don't give me nothing

you don’t want to lose»

I said, «Darling, I’ll give you everything I got

if I want them to choose»

Then I got on a plane and flew

far away from you

Though unwillingly I left

and it was so, so hard to do

The streets here at home had rapidly filled up

with the whitest of snow

And they don’t make no excuse for themselves

and there’s no need, I know

Now I miss you more than I can take

and I will surely break

And every morning that I wake

god, it’s the same

There’s nothing more to it,

I just get through it

Oh, there’s nothing more to it

I just get through it

It always takes me by surprise

how dark it gets this time of the year

And how apparent it all becomes

that you’re not close, not even near

No matter how many times I tell myself

I have to be sincere

I have a hard time standing up

and facing those fears

But Frank put it best when he said

«You can’t plan on the heart»

Those words keep me on my feet

when I think I might just fall apart

Now I miss you more than I can take

and I will surely break

And every morning that I wake

god, it’s the same

There’s nothing more to it,

I just get through it

Oh, there’s nothing more to it

I just get through it

Oh, there’s nothing more to it

I just get through it

And so I ask where are you now

just when I needed you

I won’t ask again

Because I know there’s nothing we can do

Not now, darling, you know it’s true