Mornings can be rough, Having to get up and leave the only place you feel safe in. Sometimes you soften the pain with a bit of Novocaine. You drink when you feel down, Usually gin when you're at the night club so after you can go dancin'. You don't talk to guys because you've been hurt one too many times. You're out of friends because of that one joke you made in the rain. When you go back home, You take a couple too many Tylenol and ibuprofen. You get back in bed, Shoes still on but you're already dreamin', Dreamin' of the life where you don't have to be you in. You wake up the next day, But it's still the same, So you take more Novocaine to ease the pain, Just to make it through the day. Again the same, again the same. Never different. Always pain.