Love It Dissipates Lyrics

If you were a country, I'd be your flag
If you were a smoke, I'd be your drag
And if you were a junkie, I'd be your fix
If you were a critic, I'd be your pick

I mean what I say when I say I'd be your anything, baby

If you were a picture, I'd be your frame
If you were the wounded, I'd be your pain

If you weren't so funny, I'd be your jokeMother Mother - Love It Dissipates - http://motolyrics.com/mother-mother/love-it-dissipates-lyrics.html
If you had the money, well, we both might be broke
And if you were a gun, I'd be your kill
If you were the party, I'd be the pills

I mean what I say when I say I'd be your everything, baby

If you were a convict, I'd be your cell
If you were a housewife, I'd be your living hell

I mean what I say when I say: love, it dissipates.