(Music & Lyrics: Ackerson)
I wanna believe your smile and buy your tears
I wanna see that you’re scared when you tell your fears
That’s what I’m talking about, another pathetic rhyme
First choice from the list in the book you think helps you speak your mind
You sing all the right words, but I don’t believe a thing you say
‘Cause all I heard were the lies in the notes that you played
I’m looking at a
I’m listening to a rubber band
Shapeless in everything
I’m talking ’bout how
I can do without a rubber band
Not telling me anything
Is anyone listening, to more than the hook you used?
You know that you’re borrowing, somebody else’s yesterday’s news
You sing all the right words, but I don’t believe a thing you say
‘Cause all I heard were the lies in the notes that you played
I’m looking at a
I’m listening to a rubber band
Shapeless in everything
I’m talking bout how
I can do without a rubber band
Not telling me anything
All of the fans you’ve made were bought from the last band like you
And all of the plans you’ve made, the same as the last band like you
As if you were the last band like you
You sing all the right words, but I don’t believe a thing you say
‘Cause all I heard were the lies in the notes that you played
I’m looking at a
I’m listening to a rubber band
Shapeless in everything
I’m talking bout how
I can do without a rubber band
Not telling me anything
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) You’d tell me anything
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) You’d tell me anything, you’d tell me anything
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) You’d tell me anything, you’d tell my anything