Unsubstantiated Rumors Are Good Enough For… Lyrics

I don't want to talk about it, I don't think you'd understand, how things can get so f**ked up with such good intentions. If roofs turn to sky, held by the gravity of nothing, an ironic and literal making of a bed. You can walk away, but there is a reason to stay. They make bad jokes, it's okay not to laugh. For every push foward, feels like you get the same f**king push back. When you had nowhere to go, you found someplace, now with nothing to say you start lying what the f**k was i thinking (you ask) I'm not sorry... I'd do it all again. Now with all the lines so burred between hate, love, and revenge these are just dead feelings.