Blake Mills - Curable Disease lyrics

Go on and taste your dreams Leave me with the bill And miss me half as much as you say you will You can make me believe you'd need me still Love may be a curable disease Those dreams, they are like pills They may dangle you like a worm out on a line, Or make you the household name just like they have advertised Does it concern you now, does it even cross your mind? That "love" could be a misquotation Your dreams, they are not mine And in the light of day, what have you got? Are you for sale or are you bought? Is there a best "if used by" date written on the top? I don't believe that it's wrong to have heard love and dared the cost But love can be a mistranslation and lines can be crossed If you can taste your dreams and leave me with the bill And miss me half as much as you say you will You can make me believe that you need me still Your dreams have been a false I.D. that made you look like someone else And the writing on the wall looked just like water on the windowsill It said love can be a curable disease