He told me that much and now he's dead Told me to kill my indulgences with a sharp blow to the temple Pick up the phone call and do everything he says I could take a plastic camera We could make such a pretty picture Oh, so happy, oh, oh, so happy I'm pretty cool once you get to know me
I feel at some point I broke my mind I'm always searching the silent type How do you all make it look so easy? You open your hearts up so quickly, it scares me
She's an artist, paints across my chest Goes to parties, act like hotel guests Wake up Monday, now it's over Don't you know no one gets what they came here for? I could paint her, wrapped around her We could make such a pretty picture Oh, so happy, oh, oh, so happy I'm pretty cool once you get to know me
But I'm just the same, I've got a boring name Across the board of what you want and what you came here for So I'll wait here for you I said: Please, just let me stay Oh, just let me stay, oh
I guess you know now what to expect He lives your own life in retrospect You know it bores me? His insecurities Breaks you down just to act as the architect I could wait here, by the west pier Watch the flotsam float, slowly disappear Oh, so happy, oh, oh, so happy If only you knew just how much better things could be
Another week of action Another hypoglycemic reaction (Woo)
But I'm just the same, I've got a boring name Across the board of what you want and what you came here for So I'll wait here for you I said: Please, just let me stay Oh, just let me stay Oh, just let me
I'm sorry, it's all so predictable I'm sorry, it's all so predictable, I know
Compositores: Mark Benjamin Boardman, William Patrick Gold (Wilbur Soot), Ashley James Stevens, Joseph James Goldsmith ECAD: Obra #38822360