So What?
You always seem to find an alibi
You ask so many questions
Another lonely night of little lies
And perfect misdirection
Its hard to comprehend
The stupid things you've said
(I'll fall for the both of us)
Sometimes we're on the mend
And here we go again
(I'll call to the ghost of us)
So you just talk a lot
I hate it when you say that I'm your God
So what?
Do you say when I'm not around
You took it for granted there's no second chance
And now we're done
So what?
If only you would come down from your high
You heaven is depression
So you close the blinds
You rest your eyes
Not dark outside, blacked out inside your room at five
On those golden nights, not satisfied
With the way that this once was
Its easy to pretend after years of disconnect
(And I'll fall for the both of us)
Sometimes we're on the mend
And here we go again
(I'll call to the ghost of us)
So you just talk a lot
I hate it when you say that I'm your God
So what?
Do you say when I'm not around
You took it for granted there's no second chance
And now we're done
So what?
What do you say when I'm not around?
Sometimes we're on the mend
And here we go again
You ask so many questions
Another lonely night of little lies
And perfect misdirection
Its hard to comprehend
The stupid things you've said
(I'll fall for the both of us)
Sometimes we're on the mend
And here we go again
(I'll call to the ghost of us)
So you just talk a lot
I hate it when you say that I'm your God
So what?
Do you say when I'm not around
You took it for granted there's no second chance
And now we're done
So what?
If only you would come down from your high
You heaven is depression
So you close the blinds
You rest your eyes
Not dark outside, blacked out inside your room at five
On those golden nights, not satisfied
With the way that this once was
Its easy to pretend after years of disconnect
(And I'll fall for the both of us)
Sometimes we're on the mend
And here we go again
(I'll call to the ghost of us)
So you just talk a lot
I hate it when you say that I'm your God
So what?
Do you say when I'm not around
You took it for granted there's no second chance
And now we're done
So what?
What do you say when I'm not around?
Sometimes we're on the mend
And here we go again
Credits
Writer(s): Luc Sylvestre, Jacob Saray, Jared Zuckerman, Devon Cleary, Brendan Pilon
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