She said confusion weighs a ton, and I believed her
She said Clarity’s a feather, and I agreed
She said all of us are Jesus, but Jesus ain’t like me
I’ve got better posture, and no one speaks for me
O dear Lord these lies I been telling, they’re eating up inside of me
I’ve tried to love just one, but you know I’ve loved so many
And that’s why she has got to leave
So if confusion weighs a ton, then I’ll grow stronger
If clarity’s a feather, then let all the birds be free
But as she packed her bags with her silly fashion mags,
I thought now what would come of me?
If I’m your man and you’re my girl, then it’s gotta be okay
Wrap your arms around me Sam, be gone with these gossips and old graves
I only made you cry so we could share some fear
I would’ve done it every day of every year
Cuz though I’ve tried to love you whilst I have loved so many others
Baby you’re my sister Siamese and I’m your brother
O dear Lord these lies that I’m telling, they are eating up all inside of me
I’ve tried to love just one, but you know I’ve loved so many
And so that’s why you’ve gotta leave
Cuz though I’m your man and you’re my girl, it ain’t ever gonna be okay
Unless you wrap your arms around me Haze, be gone with these gossips and old graves
Cuz you’re my only hope now, be gone with these gossips and old graves
Now that seven years have passed your wrists are bleeding
We could chicken scratch the scabs and hatch the anxious eggs we’re breeding
And if you find me kinda queer, it’s cuz life has learnt me strange
That’s why I’m so inclined,to ruin everything I’ve made
So don’t you fret about these lies that I’m telling, just let em go ahead and eat up me
I’ve only ever loved one, though I’ve loved so many others
But now it seems that you don’t love me
If you’re my girl and I’m your man, then woman please just say
Wrap your arms around me girl, be gone with these gossips and old graves
Be gone with these gossips and old graves
We are a generation made of broken hearts
Join me in unholy matrimony in this church of arts and crafts
Arts and crafts, arts and crafts
We are a generation made up of false starts
Join me my little family in our church of broken arts and crafts