Baby, You’re My Favourite Shape

Your broken bones and widowed scars
I can’t believe how lovely you are
Can I see inside your head
A minute of living and a minute of living dead
It’s go today
‘Cause baby, you’re my favourite shape

The morning light will walk away
So diagnose your pain today
The doctors won’t know what to do
Because they don’t remember you
But what they want to say
Is everything will be okay
The pills don’t work and your brain is sick
There’s nothing that some sunshine couldn’t fix
They walked away
There was nothing left for them to say

I’m in a rut
But all the words
That you could say
Won’t make me stay
For too long
I know you won’t
But could you try
To make it right
For me tonight
...and would it help
To act upon your mental health

Your heart is always feeling tired
I know you wanted peace and quiet
But don’t you ever know the score
With the pain and photos across the floor
A pillow for your weary head
When I can’t sleep until I’m dead
Hold your thoughts and don’t walk away
‘Cause I should be holding you from day to day
It goes away
‘Cause baby, you’re my favourite shape

Every day it goes away
‘Cause baby, you’re my favourite shape
Every day it goes away
‘Cause baby, you’re my favourite shape
Every day it goes away
‘Cause baby, you’re my favourite shape
It goes away
‘Cause baby, you’re my favourite shape