Unbelievable
Oh
What?
What... was that?
You burden me with your questions
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through and leave you
The things you say
Your purple prose just give you away
The things you say
You're unbelievable (oh)
(What the...)
(What the... was that?)
You burden me with your problems
By telling me more than mine
I'm always so concerned
With the way you say you always have to stop
To think of us being one
Is more than I ever know
But this time, I realize
I'm going to shoot through and leave you
The things you say
Your purple prose just give you away
The things you say
You're unbelievable (oh)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the)
(One)
(What the... was that?)
Seemingly lastless, don't mean you can ask us
Pushing down the relative, bringing out your higher self
Think of the fine times, pushing down the better few
Instead of bringing out the clues to what the world and everything you answer to
Brace yourself with the greatest of ease
I know this world ain't what it seems
(What the... was that?)
(It's unbelievable)
You burden me with your questions
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through and leave you
The things you say
Your purple prose just give you away
The things you say
In thought I love you more
The things you say
Your purple prose just give you away
The things you say
You're unbelievable (oh)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the...)
You're so unbelievable (one)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the...)
You're unbelievable
It's unbelievable (oh)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the)
(What the... was that?)
You're unbelievable
What?
What... was that?
You burden me with your questions
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through and leave you
The things you say
Your purple prose just give you away
The things you say
You're unbelievable (oh)
(What the...)
(What the... was that?)
You burden me with your problems
By telling me more than mine
I'm always so concerned
With the way you say you always have to stop
To think of us being one
Is more than I ever know
But this time, I realize
I'm going to shoot through and leave you
The things you say
Your purple prose just give you away
The things you say
You're unbelievable (oh)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the)
(One)
(What the... was that?)
Seemingly lastless, don't mean you can ask us
Pushing down the relative, bringing out your higher self
Think of the fine times, pushing down the better few
Instead of bringing out the clues to what the world and everything you answer to
Brace yourself with the greatest of ease
I know this world ain't what it seems
(What the... was that?)
(It's unbelievable)
You burden me with your questions
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through and leave you
The things you say
Your purple prose just give you away
The things you say
In thought I love you more
The things you say
Your purple prose just give you away
The things you say
You're unbelievable (oh)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the...)
You're so unbelievable (one)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the...)
You're unbelievable
It's unbelievable (oh)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the...)
(One)
(What the)
(What the... was that?)
You're unbelievable
Credits
Writer(s): Ian Dench, Mark De Cloedt, Zachary Foley, James Atkin, Derran Brownson
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