Where You Find Love

The clock is ticking slower, 
your muse has taken flight, 
and you can only hope to blame yourself 
for why you can't sleep at night. 
A little peace of mind never hurt no one, 
but you're closing off your heart. 

That's where you find love. 

Your wallet's getting thinner, 
but there's a drink for every smoke. 
And a good night's when you're hanging out 
and someone's laughing at your jokes. 
Though you leave alone you can count on them 
to whet your destructive appetite. 

That's where you find love. 

You blow your mind every chance you get. 
Every day is boom or bust. 
And you laugh and rub out your cigarette 
on the words of those you trust, 
but they will keep a light on your stormy shore 
til you're washed up on the stones. 

That's where you find love. 

And once you've buried everything 
you could steal as you went down, 
someone may come to claim you 
like you're in the lost and found. 
And if you're lucky she will give you back 
what you're willing to give up. 

That's where you find love.