I've all but come a part
Of your very pretty light
All that's missing
Is your casually strung invite
There's an epidemic outside
Of thinking it's never wrong not to try
There's an epidemic outside
Of thinking it's never wrong not to try
I've all but come apart
Walking corner to corner
On Sunday night
From a smoke in the morning
There's an epidemic outside
Of thinking it's never wrong not to try
There's an epidemic outside
Of thinking it's never wrong not to try
I've all but come apart
With nowhere beside me
And all I know is
Is we're nowhere close to deciding
There's an epidemic outside
Of thinking it's never wrong not to try
There's an epidemic outside
Of thinking it's never wrong not to try
There's an epidemic outside
Of thinking it's never wrong not to try
There's an epidemic outside
Of thinking it's never wrong not to try