Music isn't magic
I'm not sure that music is anything at all
If it was the answer
Don't you think that all our problems would be solved?
But it's still the same
As it always was
The pain's still loose in my head
But that's okay
If it ever changes, I'm sure I'll be dead
If all we need is love
Could there be enough
To undo what we've done?
If all we need is love
Could there be enough?
Could there be enough?
If all we need is love
Could there be enough
To undo what we've done?
If all we need is love
Could there be enough?
Could there be enough?
Could there ever be enough?
From the outside, it's simple
There's a wound and it is bleeding
It is obvious and visible
Healing is an ideal that's supposed to be real
It's supposed to be real
Is it real?
Is it real?
But from the inside, it deforms you
There's only so much that a song can do
It can't heal or change the world or make it end
Music is so easy but it only makes it easy to pretend
"Sorry, I can shut up."
"Aw, you're good."
If all we need is love
Could there be enough
To undo what we've done?
If all we need is love
Could there be enough?
Could there be enough?
If all we need is love
Could there be enough
To undo what we've done?
If all we need is love
Could there be enough?
Could there ever be enough?
If all we need is love
Could there be enough
To undo what we've done?
If all we need is love
Could there be enough?
Could there ever be enough?
