A Little Happiness - Aimée Allen

When nothing matters, no, and you’re not sure if it ever did

When life is grey or black or whatever color it is

When the sound of his voice screaming in your ear

Melts with the television, the noise disappears

You’re letting him back in

To break you once again

You’re crawling in your skin

You’re forgiving him

You hold it in

Her mascara draws his picture on her face

And all these pictures that he’s framed take up his space

These awkward elevator moments of happiness

Just keeps you open to the cycles of visciousness

Letting him back in

To break you once again

You’re crawling in your skin

You’re forgiving him

You hold it in

Ooh… ooh… Ohh…

You’re letting him back in

To break you once again

(Ohh)

You’re crawling in your skin

You’re forgiving him

You hold it in

Holding on

(For a little happiness)

Holding on

(For a little happiness)

Holding on

(For a little happiness)

Hold on…

For a little happiness

(For a little happiness)

For a little happiness

(For a little happiness)

For a little… happiness…

Happiness