The Same

Nothing in this world is free
No one’s gonna take your TV
No one’s gonna care how you feel
Can’t trust that we’ll get a good deal

Can’t hope ‘cause we’re all getting sick
Can’t breathe ‘cause the air’s getting thick
Can’t sell the things no one needs
No one’s gonna take your TV

Gonna take the time
Gonna make you mine

Oh I got in close
Went in for the touch
I wanted know you
But I was too much

Then you went and changed
And I took the blame
Oh isn’t it strange?
How I’m still the same

Nobody cares how you feel
No one on Twitter seems real
No force of evil can’t win
We all stress scratch at our skin

We all (we ALL) have to sleep
We all (we ALL) have those dreams
Hope no one counts your mistakes
We all have sins we must shake

Someday I’ll finally find god
Or maybe they will find me
Someday a crowd will applaud
Someday my sweat won’t be cheap

Isn’t it strange how everyone leaves you behind?
You’re starting to think they’re probably right
Isn’t it strange the way you make crushes cry?

You’re starting to think

You’re probably right