Apologies, I Have None - A Pharmacy In Paris lyrics

This confession has meant nothing There's no more barriers to cross Nothing is redeemed I've gained no deeper knowledge of myself A broken empty vessel A lung that is lacking air You could take my hand and feel my flesh Gripping yours but I simply am not there Gone without a warning I go down without a fight But you and I We'd level each other out I was the pills that kept you steady You the opiates that talked me down All we had to do was try And make each other laugh And let love and medication see us through the harder parts You're not the type of woman That ever likes to say things clearly But you know that I'm the kind of guy That needs to have it spelt out of me And it's not the sort of thing that ever Really seems to just get better No parents and no friends or lovers Or doctors seem to ever have an answer It comes without a warning And I go down without a fight But you and I We'd level each other out I was the ghost in your machine You were the chick in the armour of my self doubt All we had to do was try To make each other laught It's all we had Love and anger they share the same bed The same body heat warms both of them They rise together as we come together and it makes a mess of our heads We've sen it before And we'll see it again Expectations cause a rift And we stand of different sides Until the crack becomes a chasm An unconquerable divide And we rarely see Eye to eye Maybe a kid could sort us out We could take everything we love about each other And it into someone else Take all that extra energy That we would use to fight And pour it into the foundations of The building of a life I can see it now Almost close to perfect It could be you, her and I Living by a pharmacy in Paris All we have to do is try to and Make each other laugh And let love and medication See us through the harder parts Is it ever enough? Is it ever enough? Is it ever enough? Is it ever enough? Is it ever enough? Is it ever enough? Is it ever enough? Is it ever enough? Is it ever enough? Is it ever enough? ...