Sad Song

Here's your fuckin' sad song
Here's your fuckin'
Real sad singalong song
Go on and get your lighters out
And if you don't smoke
Turn your cell phone cameras on
I wrote a song for all of you
'Cus life doesn't always go
The way you want it to
And some days shit goes wrong
So here's your fuckin' real sad sad song

Dogs die and cats too
Sometimes Mom and Dad's do
And men cheat and men lie
But women fake orgasms and fake cry
And I jerk off just to feel
I pray to a God who's not real
For all I know 'cus if he was
I wouldn't have a sad song for all of us

Put your hands in the air
If you're feeling me

(Come on)

These are the hands
Who suffer from
Depression and social anxiety
These are the hands of the sad ones
Yeah these are the hands
Of the never had a dad ones
These are the hands
Of people who at least aren't sad
Because they don't have hands
And now put em' together
Unless once again
You don't have hands
God Damn that's sad
Imagine a life with no hands

If you look around
You'll see that things
Aren't as bad as they seem
And if you need to cry
You can cry with me tonight

Well here's your fuckin' sad song
Here's your fuckin'
Real sad singalong song
Go on and get your lighters out
And if you don't smoke
Turn your cell phone cameras on
And if you don't have hands
Find someone who does
'Cus here's your fuckin' sad song
Sad song for all of us

(Ahh yeah)

Sad song for all of us