< in sickness and in health >

you can love me
without doing me
you can sleep with me
night after night
through thirteen years
of depression
when you should have shot me
when you should have left
when i should have shot me
or shouldn't have
cause it was just
some chemicals
and when i took some others
it mostly
went away
leaving only
the dreams
and you
still there
fixing me up
telling me things
even you
didn't believe
but you stayed
anyway
in sickness and in health
until he came along
and what can i say
when i can't even
show you this