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-