Out for the count

This life this life
This life feels like I bought it from a used jesus salesman
This love this love
This love it plays like a windup romance
This heart this heart
This heart sounds just like a slow dance
This memory this memory
This memory is as cold as a winter rain
The smell the smell
The smell of her skin still lingers whenever I take a breath
This heartache this heartache
This heartache is still the best of my life
This day this day
This day is as bright as a hundred watt bulb
But here but here
But here I am