It’s Over, It’s Over

[Verse 1]
It's over, it's over
The day's at an end
My bed isn't made 'cause I didn't begin
And all day long I'm lying to friends
"How are you doing?"
"Well I'm doing fine"
But your shoes are untied
And you look like a ghost
And where is that smile that you used to wear
When you didn't spend time living life in a chair?

[Verse 2]
And you used to find solace in art and in friends
Now both of these things just find solace in you
And this city's just a picture, and you're just a shell

[Bridge]
And the way you eat and speak and fuck us
Are all part of your shitty plan
To manipulate your life and being
That you can't understand

[Verse 3]
And your shoes are untied
And you look like a ghost
And the golden shoes we bought her
Are what you miss the most

[Outro]
Except when you were six years old
When your mother kept you close