We aren’t smart. I don’t know anyone
who really knows And isn’t just--
pretending.
My heart is beating in my eyes They seek
the truth Find nothing but lies And you
may think that sounds bad But the best
lies— Within them there is some truth to
be had.
It’s raining where I am.
Another backdrop that lets me pretend I’m
anywhere else
This weekend I dreamt we died I felt
bad to see you hurt like that But I get
the feeling All those guys Who say
they don’t care about anything Are
mostly pretending too. Which is why
when I played this song It reminded me
of you.
And reminded me I’ll never be
Anything other than what
I am.