My Word For It

I lay myself upon the floor

We are not all dying baby

Well maybe I don’t need this after all

There was a place for me

And all the books upon your shelf

Tell stories of who toy are

But there is more to the picture son

He says you will play it on your broken guitar

He says you play it on your broken guitar

Don’t take my word for it X3

I do X3

I wake up in the morning

So I can watch you dress for work

But there is more to the picture here

Than what we see nor what we hear

What we see nor what we learn

Don’t take my word for it X3

I do

Don’t take my word for it X3

I do X2

Don’t take my word for it

I do

Don’t take my word for it

I do

Don’t take my word for it

I do