Stupid
You'll chase me out of
Your wedding
You'll chase me out of
Birthdays
But I'll run riot at
Your funeral
Cos your ghost can't
Haunt me there
I mix intention
Without belief
I string words together
And I don't know what they mean
What you saw inside me
Was everything stupid
I could show you
'By no means hide
Your idiot,
Let words run out
And clasp
Anything that makes sense
Pin it on to your chest'
'By no means hide
Your idiot,
Let words run out
And clasp
Anything that makes sense
Scratch them into your chest'
Your wedding
You'll chase me out of
Birthdays
But I'll run riot at
Your funeral
Cos your ghost can't
Haunt me there
I mix intention
Without belief
I string words together
And I don't know what they mean
What you saw inside me
Was everything stupid
I could show you
'By no means hide
Your idiot,
Let words run out
And clasp
Anything that makes sense
Pin it on to your chest'
'By no means hide
Your idiot,
Let words run out
And clasp
Anything that makes sense
Scratch them into your chest'
Credits
Writer(s): Andi Schrock
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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