Relient K, Brian McSweeney - Therapy lyrics
[Relient K, Brian McSweeney - Therapy lyrics]
I never thought I'd be
Driving through the country just to drive
With only music and the clothes
That I woke up in
I never thought I'd need all this time alone
It goes to show i had so much yet I had
Need for nothing but you but, you
This is just therapy
Let's call it what it is
With a death-grip on this
Life always transitioning
This is just therapy
'Cause you won't take my calls
And that makes God the only
One who's left here listening to me
Letting it all sink in
It's good to feel a sting now and again
I hope it's one less woeful thing
There is to fight through
Forgetting it all began
Fresh paper and a nice expensive pen
The past cannot subtract a thing from
What I might do for you
Unless that's what I let it do
This is just therapy
Let's call it what it is (Not what we were)
With a death-grip on this
Life always transitioning
This is just therapy
'Cause you won't take my calls
And that makes God the only
One who's left here listening
Loneliness and solitude are two things
Not to get confused
'Cause, I spend my solitude with you
I gather all the questions of the
Things I just can't get straight
And I answer them the way I guess you'd do
'Cause this is my therapy
'Cause You’re the only one
That’s listening to me
This is my therapy
Let's call it what it is, not what we were
With a death-grip on this
Life that’s in transition this is my therapy
'Cause you won't hear me out
And that makes God the only
One who's left to listen this is my therapy
Let’s call it what it is (Not what we were)
With a death-grip on this
Life always transitioning this is my therapy
'Cause you won’t take my calls
And that makes God the only
One who's left here listening to me
Driving through the country just to drive
With only music and the clothes
That I woke up in
I never thought I'd need all this time alone
It goes to show i had so much yet I had
Need for nothing but you but, you
This is just therapy
Let's call it what it is
With a death-grip on this
Life always transitioning
This is just therapy
'Cause you won't take my calls
And that makes God the only
One who's left here listening to me
Letting it all sink in
It's good to feel a sting now and again
I hope it's one less woeful thing
There is to fight through
Forgetting it all began
Fresh paper and a nice expensive pen
The past cannot subtract a thing from
What I might do for you
Unless that's what I let it do
This is just therapy
Let's call it what it is (Not what we were)
With a death-grip on this
Life always transitioning
This is just therapy
'Cause you won't take my calls
And that makes God the only
One who's left here listening
Loneliness and solitude are two things
Not to get confused
'Cause, I spend my solitude with you
I gather all the questions of the
Things I just can't get straight
And I answer them the way I guess you'd do
'Cause this is my therapy
'Cause You’re the only one
That’s listening to me
This is my therapy
Let's call it what it is, not what we were
With a death-grip on this
Life that’s in transition this is my therapy
'Cause you won't hear me out
And that makes God the only
One who's left to listen this is my therapy
Let’s call it what it is (Not what we were)
With a death-grip on this
Life always transitioning this is my therapy
'Cause you won’t take my calls
And that makes God the only
One who's left here listening to me