| «So tell me if you still believe in love like you used to»
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| Well, I don’t know if I want to
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| It just doesn’t make much sense in light of current events
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| «So you’re just moving your allegiances to bitterness?!»
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| No, I didn’t say that
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| You’re putting words in my mouth
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| And I’ve got enough of my own that I need to get out
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| What I mean is that I’m done singing songs about love
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| Like I know the first thing about getting along
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| It’s in my head
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| And I can’t seem to shake it!
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh
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| It’s in my head
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| «So tell me, don’t you worry you’ll end up dying alone?»
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| Of course, well are you saying that you think that you won’t?
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| Well, I’ve got some bad news: Death is coming for you!
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| And you will be alone when you shake his hand
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| I think I know what you mean
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| I think I know what you mean
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| It’s really living alone that’s the nightmare
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| I wanna fuck every woman, wanna kill every man
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| But I’m finding the whole thing too exhausting to care
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| «Get it through your head!» |
| x4
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| «Your love is dead!» |
| x3
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| And maybe I could admit
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| That I am so full of shit
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| What I really want is that white picket fence
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| What my body was built for
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| What I thought that I had
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| And maybe I’ve seen too many movies
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| But I just can’t forget
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| How the idea used to move me
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| How it would fill up my chest
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| And I’ve got to take it apart for myself
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| I know I’ll never be happy
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| If I am waiting for somebody else
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| To come along and complete me
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| She was a song in my memory
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| I forgot how to sing when I wrote it down
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| Now its every lyric escapes me
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| I don’t think it’ll ever come back to me now x3
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| I don’t think that she’ll ever come back to me |