You Have a Song

You’re from the dark, I’m from the light
I knew that you weren’t worth a fight
But I can get you off my chest
So I could have a good nights rest
You have a song
Which means you’re doing something wrong
Don’t think you’re special, 'cause it’s about you
Don’t think you’re special, 'cause
You smoke your cigs and I smoke mine
And you smoke reds and I smoke whites
Your smoke is heavy like your soul
And I pretend like I don’t know, but I know
You have a song
Which means you’re doing something wrong
Don’t think you’re special, 'cause it’s about you
Don’t think you’re special, 'cause
All I needed was a friend
I never knew that you that were the pretending to be something
All I needed was a friend
I never knew that you were pretending to be something that you aren’t
You have a song
Which means you’re doing something wrong
Don’t think you’re special, 'cause it’s about you
It’s all about you
It’s all about you