Verse
I hear you sing empty melodies, of, the
Songs of the air which have nothing, of, the
Truths of life, just to live in happy season, a
Period of happiness without much reason, your
Life radio just picked up a signal, about
Nothing wrong with being evil, about
You living life to the highest degree, with
No promise about being free, you
Chorus
Sing that song like no one's here, like
Heaven isn't watching and no one has ears, and I'm
Sorry to say that I actually care because I
Hate to see you think that no one's there
Instrumental
Verse
Life is like a picture, what a simile that
Life doesn't have to move for it to be pretty, but I
Hear these songs about moving all the time, about
Every night finding a new girl or guy, you can't
Tell me that's not what it's about, I have ears, you know, I
Hear you sing along with the radio, and I'm
Sorry to say that I actually care because I
Hate to see you think that no one's there, in
Pre-Chorus
Life, in d**h, I don't want you to see the other
Side of the clouds and all the people there, but you
Need to know, and you need to hear, that
What you hear isn't always gonna be here, you
Chorus
Sing that song like no one's here, like
Heaven isn't watching and no one has ears, and I'm
Sorry to say that I actually care because I
Hate to see you think that no one's there, in
Life, in d**h, I don't want you to see the other
Side of the clouds and all the people there, and I'm
Sorry to say that I actually care because I
Hate to see you think that no one's there
Instrumental
Bridge
I just pray you'd see
Pray you'd look up, the
Light hurts at first, but your
Eyes adjust, I swear
You
Chorus
Sing that song like no one's here, like
Heaven isn't watching and no one has ears, and I'm
Sorry to say that I actually care because I
Hate to see you think that no one's here