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