stop trying, just believe

i took it for-granted
the buttons leading me back home
back to where my roots had grown

we lack the obsession
with pretty lines
scarred knees
and marks by our eyes

and we accentuate the worst
much like we do with our curves
but never our words

then we wonder why
we spent so much time
stressing rhymes
and finding the "perfect" light

but fuck that
everything will always be alright
the peppermint on your breath
and the blue in your eyes

and fuck hiding away
on days you want to cry
when you believe you will never be as sad
as you are tonight

cause things can always get better
than they are right now
when youve hit rock bottom
youre the most beautiful girl in town

so smile
and tell me that you love me
cause even when im three hundred miles away
youre where i want to be