If I had my way I’d wish them away
But I can’t find the magic inside of me
I’ll give my best, cause I can give no more
But your problems aren’t solved so easily
I’m not someone that you should run to
I’ve been, often, as broken as you
More often than you’d like me to
If I could heal all the pain that you feel
I’d gladly cure all that ails you inside
Unfortunately, I have no degree and I can not anesthetize
I’m not someone that you should run to
I’ve been, often, as broken as you
More often than you’d like me to
Whoa!
I wish that I could help you
whoa!
I can’t even help myself
Whoa!
It seems you need a saving grace
And a savior’s something I’m not
Right!
Whoa!
I wish that I could help you
Whoa!
I can’t even help myself
Whoa!
It seems you need a saving grace
And a savior’s something I’m not