Sympathy
There's a liar in your bedAnd there's a shotgun to your headYou can't breathe but you can smokeYou can't cry but you can joke about itYou can drink yourself to chillsYou can hide your little pillsAs your life slowly explodesYou can believe nobody knows about itDo you think that you're the only oneWho's losing their mindsKeeping it togetherIs everyone's favorite pastime
Everybody's had some really, really badSome this has got to be the endI would really like to try for youSit around and cry for youMuster up some sympathyWell that's too much to ask of me
You try so hard to be discreetWith all your secrets in the sheetsAs you solemnly refuseThe very spark that lights your fuseDo you think that you're the only oneWho can be unkindTearing at each other's fleshIs everyone's favorite pastime
Everybody's had some really, really badSome this has got to be the endI would really like to try for youSit around and cry for youMuster up some sympathyWell that's too much to ask of me
Have some have some sympathy nowHave some sympathy now
Everybody's had some really, really badSome this has got to be the endI would really like to try for youSit around and cry for youMuster up some sympathyWell that's too much to ask of me