Jon Foreman
Self-Destructing Song
Used to think that life was simple
Used to think that every problem had one answer
Used to think that all I had to do was find it out
And everybody lived happily ever after
Until the next big war
And now I’m not so sure
With your calculated hatred
As we come undone
When we were young (and everything’s so)
The world was round (and everything’s so)
When we were young
And now I’m not so sure
With your calculated hatred
As we come undonе
We come undone
Thеre’s nothing wrong
Yeah
There’s nothing but nothing inside
Nothing but a little bit dead
Leave me alone, don’t bother me now
There’s nothing that I can’t find out
Nothing, but something’s gone
Nothing but a little hole
Yeah there’s nothing but nothing wrong
There’s nothing wrong
There’s nothing wrong
Leave me alone
There’s nothing but nothing inside
Nothing but a little bit dead
Leave me alone, don’t bother me now
There’s nothing that I can’t find out
Nothing, but something’s gone
Nothing but a little hole
Yeah there’s nothing but nothing wrong
Nothing’s wrong
This is a self-destructing song
I sing it to you now
This is a self-destructing song
For those who fall
(This is a self-destructing song) Yeah, for those who fall
For those who fall (this is a self-destructing song)