If the Answer Isn't Love

Oh! I had it all wrong

I had to rearrange

The way I've been thinking

I've been judging myself

More than anyone else

I know the worlds so cruel

And it don't need my help

I'm a fool, I played along

Just like everyone else

Is it heaven? Is it hell?

Getting harder to tell

I'm in a room full of souls

And we're all so alone

I get home, I get high

If I'm lucky I get stoned

Open up your phone

And tell me what you see

It's your own reality

Everybody there agrees

See the value in a person

Who you know is currency

You can learn to be version

Of yourself they want to see

That's a perfect recipe

For depression and defeat

Moving forward

Only for the sake of productivity

Deconstructing my identity

For opportunities

Just to pop up in your feed

Be the first thing you see

Like good morning

Good morning to you

Oh I hurt myself

I know you know how it felt

I know the worlds so cruel

And it don't need my help

I'm a fool, I played along

Just like everyone else

But I'm trying everyday

Now I'm looking for help

I'm in a room full of souls

And we're all so alone

I get home, I get high

If I'm lucky I get stoned

You make a face

Seen a photo of you make as a child

Tried to leave home

Thought the day would never come

Stuck in time

I was in 1st grade asking what's the point?

Couldn't get a reply

Now I hear the song

That my mother used to sing every night

I will love you still

Some things change but this won't

I always will

I will love you still

Some things change but this won't

I always will

I will love you still

Some things change but this won't

I always will