Thank god that I live in a world with hangovers
Don't think that without them I would've got sober
Thank god for the person who hurt me when I was sixteen
Thank god for the men who catcall me in line
I don't think that without them I'd work to stay kind
And thank god for the fuckups, and heartbreaks, and drama and screens
Cause I wish I could kiss
Every part of this world on the lips
But I'll just stare like a kid
At each flower and each piece of shit
Cause it's magic, oh it's all magic, isn't it?
Thank god for the years that I believed in nothing
Feels that much more special now I feel there's something
That's bigger than this, bigger than you or than me
Cause I wish I could kiss
Every part of this world on the lips
But I'll just stare like a kid
At each flower and each piece of shit
Cause it's magic, oh it's all magic, isn't it?
Oh, and each cell in my body's a visitor
Soon they return to the trees
That recycle your words spoken miles away and turn them to the air that I breathe
And if you've made it this long in a song that will soon be forgotten, inevitably
That means something, you mean everything to me
Cause I wish I could kiss
Every part of this world on the lips
But I'll just stare like a kid
At each flower and each piece of shit
Cause it's magic, oh it's all magic, isn't it?