Beautiful Pain Rosanne Cash (Ft. Sheryl Crow)

Do you wanna be honest or do you want to win?
You could have it all, if you could gracefully give in
Like when a martyr go sees a martyr
Lookin' in the mirror makes you cry harder
'Bout your glitterin' ball and chain
In love, in love with your beautiful pain

Excuses and all theories peak themselves and die
Even when they don't hold water, you try to keep them safe and dry
And trade your moan for a positive tone
Reassured by ads about things you own
And so we go through this again
In love, in love with your beautiful pain

If everything went runnin' smoothly
You'd soon lose who you were
Oh, the pain and hurt, for that's so real
So go on, go back to her

You packed up all your troubles and let me play the boss
And hiked out to the meadow and lay down on the fragrant moss
Put down your own tree, then meticulously
Built a cross right there and stared back at me
And climbed up on it again
In love, in love with your beautiful
In love, in love with your beautiful
In love, in love with your beautiful pain