Sad

Put all the things you love into a jar
And wonder how it is in life you got this fucking far without each other
Oh the further I get on in life the less time that I spend under the covers

Put all the things I feel for you away
And then wonder if I'll wonder if I should've said those things I didn't say
Well dude I don't know what I'm doing but you sure did sound incredible that day

And if the world is gonna end
Oh god let me be happy until then

But nothing seems that awful
No nothing seems that bad
But you and I make jobs of being sad
You and I make jobs of being sad

And nothing seems to crumble
No nothing's really wrong
But that isn't much to put into a song
That isn't much to put into a song

Build towers in my head where you can live
And then rent out extra real estate for the best four dollar bargain I can give
No my love don't like convenience, it's a flaming forest fire you'll outlive

And if the world is gonna end
Oh god let me be happy until then

But nothing seems that awful
No nothing seems that bad
But you and I make jobs of being sad
You and I make jobs of being sad

And nothing seems to crumble
No nothing's really wrong
But that isn't much to put into a song
That isn't much to put into a song

If the world is gonna end, if the world is gonna end
And if there's a fucking god up there deliver me the end
If all of this is ending, if all of this is ending
Then what's the use pretending that you're fine



Credits
Writer(s): Caitlin Currie
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