Remember when goodnight meant rest? Now I lay awake almost every night. Our hope, in stress, rain tears through them (?) It puts us to bed at separate times So when we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building, I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery." On the phone with mad desire Struck gold and let it ride on our wage to a fixed life So its a quarter after midnight and I've been driving through a desert for sometime And all I want is you just laying next to me And not an empty (?) So when we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building, I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery." When we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building, I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery." Comfort is closing your eyes and I'm waiting on disaster always and most of the time So when we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building, I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery." When we're flat broke and done pretending that life is going to change with the pressure building, I hope that day, you will say, "Baby, our love is worth the misery."