I’ll put these vitamins in the bin
Close my eyes and count to ten
And when I open them
Please be standing there
Your sun burned face
And cheap sarong
Proves you’re not where you belong
Your blistered feet, weren’t meant to
Walk on sand
They were meant to walk with me

Misery is like your one and only trusty friend
cos she’ll always come back again

O Holy Father lord above
Who sacrificed his life for us?
Some believe more than most ever will
Who question if you’re real

Misery is like your one and trusty friend
cos she’ll always come back again
Misery will come and go your broken heart will mend
But she’ll always come back again