Unsubstantiated Rumors... - Against Me!

I don’t want to talk about it

I don’t think you’d understand

How things can get so fucked up

With such good, good intentions

And if roofs turn to sky

Held by the gravity of nothing

An ironic and literal

Making of a bed

You can walk away, but there is a reason to stay

They make bad bad jokes

It’s okay not to laugh

And for every push forward

You get the same fucking push back

And you got nowhere to go

So you found some place

And you got nothing to say

You start lying

Just what the fuck were you thinking?

I’m not sorry… I’d do it all again

All the lines between hate, love, and revenge

It’s just dead, it’s dead, it’s dead

Just dead feelings