Oh My God

Oh my God, the genius of it all

The way the words spit from my mouth

I'm self-assured and meaninglessly bored

And all these things straight through your heart

So when you talk to me there's nothing left to say

And only one thing can remain, so please refrain 'cause

I'm so wrapped in writing words for you

(I got your words, I got your words, I got your words

I got your words, I got your words, I got)

I'm so strung out that nothing else will do

(I got your words, I got your words, I got your words

I got your words, I got your words, I got)

Oh my God, how boring I've become

I'll say this again and again

I'm self-obsessed and tedious at best

I'd wish this on no one but you

And when I talk to you I find it hard to say

You're wasting all these words again, I feel ashamed now

Hoping these letters will carry you through in the old dramatic way

And I still recall as I bury the wall

It's a gentle reminder there's always the time to go sailing

Hey you've got yourself to blame

As these promises spoken, like hearts will be broken

I'm wrapped round your finger, your words still mean something to me