[Intro] [Key: D Minor | BPM: 158] [Hard Acoustic Downstrokes] [Sparse Glockenspiel Notes] [Upright Bass Enters | Frantic Drums Build] [Male Vocal | Mid-Range, Dry and Conversational] Your boss was an asshole. Your landlord's a crook. Your ex was a narcissist. Your friends never understood. Your sister's a bitch, Your neighbor's a snitch. The world's got it in for you. Well, that's quite a coincidence. [Verse 1] [Fast Aggressive Acoustic Downstrokes] [Driving Upright Bass | Frantic Folk-Punk Drums] [Mandolin Chops Between Vocal Lines] [Male Vocal | Animated, Bitterly Amused] You got fired on a Thursday For telling your manager to go fuck himself. By Friday, he'd ruined your career. By Saturday, the whole town was in on it. You said your last girlfriend was crazy. The one before that was worse. The one before her stole your best years. Amusing, they all tell the same story first. You had a brilliant idea for a business. You had a friend who would front you the cash. Now he's a parasite, a thief, and a coward Because he asked where the money went. [Pre-Chorus] [Mandolin Tremolo Builds] [Upright Bass Drives Forward] [Drums Tighten and Accelerate] [Male Vocal | Increasingly Cutting] I've heard every version of the story. I've learned everybody else's part. You can give me the names of your enemies. You never give me your part. [Chorus] [Full-Band Folk-Punk Assault] [Hard Acoustic Strumming | Frenetic Drums] [Mandolin Strummed in Unison] [Sparse Glockenspiel Accents] [Male Vocal | Ragged, Forceful, Near-Shouted] You're the common denominator In every wreckage you describe. Every bridge is full of arson Every witness has been bribed. You keep waiting for the world to Recognize the wrong it's done. But you can't blame the equation When you're the common thing in every one. [Verse 2] [Relentless Acoustic Rhythm] [Busy Upright Bass | Frantic Snare and Kick] [Mandolin Countermelody] [Male Vocal | Sardonic, Rhythmic Delivery] You borrowed money from your brother. He still brings it up. How petty. You missed your kid's birthday again. Your ex is keeping you from being a daddy. You walked out of three good jobs Because nobody saw your worth. You spend all night explaining how you're destined For something better than this earth. And I remember when you had a chance. I remember who showed up. I remember you were doing pretty well Until you decided that doing pretty well wasn't enough. [Pre-Chorus] [Drums Cut Out Abruptly] [Acoustic Guitar and Upright Bass Continue] [Isolated Glockenspiel Notes] [Male Vocal | Controlled, Dry, Almost Spoken] You can turn a handout into an insult, A favor into a debt. You can make a person sorry they helped you Before they've even left. [Chorus] [Full Band Slams Back In] [Frantic Drums | Aggressive Acoustic Guitar] [Driving Upright Bass | Mandolin Chops] [Male Vocal | Louder, Rougher, Unrestrained] You're the common denominator In every wreckage you describe. Every bridge is full of arson Every witness has been bribed. You keep waiting for the world to Recognize the wrong it's done. But you can't blame the equation When you're the common thing in every one. [Bridge] [Sudden Drop to Sparse Acoustic Guitar] [Upright Bass Plays Slow, Bare Notes] [Glockenspiel Sparse and Delicate] [Drums Absent at First] [Male Vocal | Low, Intimate, Exhausted Rather Than Triumphant] I used to try to help you. God, I had some stupid plans. I'd rehearse the things I'd say to you With my head between my hands. I'd find the right words, The right time, the right approach. I'd take the blame for half your life Just to keep you from letting go. Then one day I noticed something. I was tired before you called. I knew the names of all your enemies But I didn't know you at all. I don't think you're cursed. I don't think you're beyond repair. I think you hate the person you'd have to become If you admitted you were there. [Instrumental Break] [Mandolin Tremolo Intensifies] [Acoustic Guitar Builds into Hard Downstrokes] [Upright Bass Runs | Frantic Drums Escalate] [Sparse Glockenspiel Cuts Through the Noise] [Full Band Crashes into Final Chorus] [Final Chorus] [Maximum Dynamic Intensity] [Male Vocal | Ragged, Furious, Strained Near-Shout] [Rapid Acoustic Downstrokes | Relentless Drums] [Driving Upright Bass | Hard-Strummed Mandolin] You're the common denominator. I can finally say it plain. You can sue the sky for bad weather, You can put the sun on trial for rain. Keep a list of every bastard Who has ever let you down. You'll be adding names forever If you never write your own down. [Outro] [Band Cuts Out on Final Downbeat] [Single Acoustic Guitar] [Sparse, Widely Spaced Glockenspiel Notes] [Male Vocal | Dry, Deliberate, Almost Spoken] Your boss was an asshole. Your landlord's a crook. Your ex was a narcissist. ...And you're the common denominator.
