[Intro β sparse music box, no drums] I don't write what they're hoping to read I write nonsense, and it makes their souls bleed They hiss at me: "That's stupid, do it better" Their voice could make a rheostat stutter [Verse 1 β electric piano + glockenspiel enter, no drums yet] I'm lying on the bed, my face in the pillow And they grab my shoulders, no shame, no shadow Leaning in close, they preach: "Don't you dare talk back" And the circle around me keeps closing the gap [Pre-Chorus β funk bassline enters, restrained low-end swing] Now they stand over me, trying to make something stick "Get up off your knees, why you lying in the snow? All you need, honestly, is only us, you know You're fine today, just a little whiter than chalk" [Chorus β full groove, negative-space drums, spacious drops] It's okay, you'll survive, just don't run your mouth We want your pain, so turn yourself inside out We don't care for your stories, they don't make us hot or cold Don't forget about love, we love when you talk about love [Break β spacious drop, music box returns alone] (spoken, close, clipped echoes) I'm looking up from below, and I just can't see What's it to them? Really, what's it to me? [Verse 2 β groove returns, steady midtempo] I write on the wall about the chill of hospital beds About the endless sky, the empty ocean floor About forests, about fog, about graveyards and rockets And about the trailers heading south to the shore I only write what I truly love Why can't I? [Pre-Chorus β bassline rolls back in] Why am I not allowed to write about this? [Chorus β full groove again, restrained low-end swing] It's okay, you'll survive, just don't run your mouth We want your pain, so turn yourself inside out We don't care for your stories, they don't make us hot or cold Don't forget about love, we love when you talk about love [Outro β music box + glockenspiel fade, no drums] I only write what I truly love Why can't I? (fade, clipped echo)
