The sweetest symphony is full of hot despair
But all too soon you're erasing my whole kiss
A dance we had six years ago
When we were young and scared
Full of empty promises and threats
So we complained about a place we'd never been
And argued over pictures in a book
It always feels so incomplete
Another day, another street
Another suite on Easy Road
I used to know just what i'd say if you confronted me
How come i can't remember now?
You ask why i write such good songs
I think it's plain to see
I have to let it out somehow
No one can sing like me
And no one can play guitar like me
And no one says the things i say
And no one else ever feels this way
I can't explain myself
It would sound much better from someone else
But you chose me, and you were wrong
And that's why i write such good songs
In the time it takes to make one mistake
You're up and gone
And i'm so tired, that i just watch you run
You always hide my evidence
And clean your snowflake fingerprints
Off the loaded barrel of my tongue
I can't ignore you anymore
But what else can i say?
It seems absurd to argue now
I guess we should have kept in touch
Cause when you can't talk, you think too much
And it all builds up 'till it all comes out
When everything i try to say comes out so foolishly
I have no choice except to lie
So when i tell you that i hate the things you do to me
I wonder why i even try
No one can sing like me
And no one can play guitar like me
And no one says the things i say
And no one else ever feels this way
I can't explain myself
It would sound much better from someone else
But you chose me, and you were wrong
And that's why i write such good songs
-repeat chorus-