Lyrics Two Notes Shy of an Octave - Red City Radio

Two Notes Shy of an Octave

No, I’ll bite my tongue
And wait for you to turn around so I can start to run
So I don’t have to hear you lie about some trivial bullshit
You’ll swear up and down on the bible it’s true
And how do you not tell no one believes you
You, you never learn
Stoke up the fire and watch both sides of the candles burn
Like the ash in the bottom of an un-bussed ash tray
The hint of a wind and I know that you’re gone
Unfortunately never for too long
And I got back on the freeway
Thought about you the entire time
And I wish we could take back all the mean things we say
But if nobody believes you why should I
Doesn’t matter if you tell truth
Doesn’t matter if you lie
Doesn’t matter if there’s holes in your alibi
I’m not buying
Doesn’t matter if you tell truth
Doesn’t matter if you lie
Doesn’t matter if there’s holes in your alibi
I’m not buying at all
And you can call me a bad friend
And you can just not call me
And you, you’ll never change
When everyone’s an audience
And nothings real the worlds a stage
Was there nobody there to hold your hand
And show you what it means to be a human
And I lost my faith in all you
Like I’ve done so many times before
And I bet you didn’t think that any of this mattered
When you never seem to make amends
No consequences for your sins
Can’t believe there’s anybody that will call you friend
Doesn’t matter if you tell truth
Doesn’t matter if you lie
Doesn’t matter if there’s holes in your alibi
I’m not buying
Doesn’t matter if you tell truth
Doesn’t matter if you lie
Doesn’t matter if there’s holes in your alibi
I’m not buying at all
And you can call me a bad friend
And you can just not call me