Lyrics In The Grand Scheme Of Things (None Of This Really Matters) - Custard

In The Grand Scheme Of Things (None Of This Really Matters)

Your lips are moving
But I can not hear
A word that you’re saying
«Everybody's talking at me, I don’t hear a word they’re saying.»
You may be complaining a little too much I fear
«The lady doth protest too much, methinks»
Oh what are we gonna do?
Oh no
I really don’t want to
Wear out my welcome here
We must have made a deal with someone
Either up above or down
We’ve scored one more night to
Make amends
The truth is you’re saying
That maybe we’re straining
A little too much I fear
Oh what are we gonna do?
Oh no
And in the grand scheme of things none of this really matters
Just close your eyes
Don’t give me no alibis
In a world that’s out of time
All the books explode
Hold my hand I’ll do for you what I can