The Position I’m In

By Sam Smith

What can you take 
for an unbearable ache 
The kind that doesn’t show 
The kind that only grows 

How can you hide 
from someone hurting you inside
who knows how to set you free 
but won’t let you have the key 

What could be worse 
than seeing your own hearse 
on the happiest day 
of your ex-wife’s life 

Where can you turn 
when the driver’s gone blind 
and you can’t take the wheel 
because your hands are tied 

How can you tell 
when things have gone to hell 
If you can’t see it for yourself 
you’ll know it by the smell 

What have I gained 
from all of my pain 
A sense of humor 
A sense of pride 
can help you go forward 
can help you stay alive