Lyrics
you were real
This song won t ever write itself so you best be on your way, i am drunk and you are sober yeah
And i don t think i can blame you, but now my eyes just stare right through you
I am drunk and you are sober yeah, and i don t think i can blame you
i swear i thought i knew you
and this empty page is screaming that
you once had struck me as a mystery
You re just like all the rest, immortalize your virtues for a hundred years to come
Immortalize your virtues for a hundred years to come, i guess a true muse is a rarity
It s not like art s some kind of charity, i saw what i was looking for Josh, it s not like art s some kind of charity
and then i thought
about our tiny little history
I saw what i was looking for, there s nothing
you re just like all the rest
With a sharpened pencil in my hand, with a sharpened pencil in my hand Woodward, this song won t ever write itself so you best be on your way
About our tiny little history, you re just like all the rest, now i wonder what i used to see
You re just like all the rest, this song won t ever write itself so you best be on your way Woodward, you once had struck me as a mystery
It s just you re bland and mediocre, i am drunk and you are sober yeah Untitled, you re just like all the rest
And then i thought, untitled oh oh
And this empty page is screaming that, with a sharpened pencil in my hand, and then i thought
And pushed aside the rest, i am drunk and you are sober yeah
I m stuck without a spark of pain or joy, i guess a true muse is a rarity
To leave that empty page behind, you were real, but i was wrong
But now my eyes just stare right through you, it s not like you re an ogre
This song won t ever write itself so you best be on your way, i m stuck without a spark of pain or joy
There s nothing, to leave that empty page behind
I m stuck without a spark of pain or joy, with a sharpened pencil in my hand
I m stuck without a spark of pain or joy, to write you into verses and, untitled oh oh
You re just like all the rest, i saw what i was looking for
You re just like all the rest, and then i thought Untitled, the kind that gives your mind the clarity
but now my eyes just stare right through you
Now i wonder what i used to see, and this empty page is screaming that
And then i thought, immortalize your virtues for a hundred years to come Josh, i am drunk and you are sober yeah
Immortalize your virtues for a hundred years to come, i m stuck without a spark of pain or joy, the kind that gives your mind the clarity
