Texty: Blues Traveler. Truth Be Told. My Blessed Pain.

Tell you 'bout a man I borrowed 26 cents from
I wanted to ask what the extra penny was for
I needed a quarter for the next two minutes with you
He said, "I was makin' a wish but I've been listening
I think you need it more"

And it's the same damn thing
The stuff you put me through

I walked across a bridge and almost right past a suicide
You could say I'm a hero depending on the light that you put me in
What changed her mind was when I took the time
To tell her about you and me
She heard my tale and then she climbed off the rail
And then she tried to push me in

And it's the same damn thing
I hope I'm doin' it to you

And it sounds like thunder and it feels like rain
But I've been so thirsty that I can't explain
How you fill me and grow me
And no one has known me to complain

For you are my blessed pain
You are my blessed pain

Girls need candy and flowers and monogamy
From someone who make them feel worthwhile
Boys need food and five minutes with his right hand free
But only the girl gonna make him smile

And it's the same damn thing
The stuff you put me through

And it sounds like thunder and it feels like rain
But I've been so thirsty that I can't explain
How you fill me and grow me
And no one has known me to complain

For you are my blessed pain
Blessed pain

Girls need shoes and attention and monogamy
From someone who make them feel worthwhile
Boys need food and five minutes with his right hand free
But only the girl gonna make him smile

It's the same damn thing
I hope I'm doin' it to you

And it sounds like thunder and it feels like rain
But I've been so thirsty that I can't explain
How you fill me and grow me
And no one has known me to complain

You are my blessed pain
You are my blessed pain

My blessed pain
My blessed pain
My blessed, blessed pain
My blessed pain, pain, pain