Taking Back Sunday - This Is Happening lyrics
[Taking Back Sunday - This Is Happening lyrics]
I’m not sure I couldn’t tell
If I took it upright, if I took it well
Saw it coming from far away
This is happening
I did everything that you asked of me
Change some words around until finally
You were satisfied, you saw dollar signs
Earned your bragging rights
Behind my white knuckles
Smiled my crooked teeth
Hold back that awful
Rotting stink of what I like to say
When you ask me what I think
There’s a man behind the curtain
Now the magic is gone
Nothing much is showing except some
Blood on the walls
And when you’re good and broken
When the moment is right
You’ll show up with that smile
Strung-out and stuck between
(you’re the opposite of interesting)
Strung-out and stuck between
(I’m the opposite of interesting)
Strung-out and stuck between
(they haven't taught us anything)
Stuck in between the past and what comes next
It’s getting harder, I can’t recall
What all this means to me through all
This night intrusion, in double speak
Tore the floor out from underneath
I did everything that you asked of me
Triple tied my tongue, and I went quietly
This is happening this is happening
Oh my god, you said, I just wanna be gone
Right now yet you’ll stay if you want
I don’t care what you say
Should I just get up and go
God, god, god, God damn
It slowly bleeds you dry
I couldn’t give a shit
I really couldn’t give a shit
If I took it upright, if I took it well
Saw it coming from far away
This is happening
I did everything that you asked of me
Change some words around until finally
You were satisfied, you saw dollar signs
Earned your bragging rights
Behind my white knuckles
Smiled my crooked teeth
Hold back that awful
Rotting stink of what I like to say
When you ask me what I think
There’s a man behind the curtain
Now the magic is gone
Nothing much is showing except some
Blood on the walls
And when you’re good and broken
When the moment is right
You’ll show up with that smile
Strung-out and stuck between
(you’re the opposite of interesting)
Strung-out and stuck between
(I’m the opposite of interesting)
Strung-out and stuck between
(they haven't taught us anything)
Stuck in between the past and what comes next
It’s getting harder, I can’t recall
What all this means to me through all
This night intrusion, in double speak
Tore the floor out from underneath
I did everything that you asked of me
Triple tied my tongue, and I went quietly
This is happening this is happening
Oh my god, you said, I just wanna be gone
Right now yet you’ll stay if you want
I don’t care what you say
Should I just get up and go
God, god, god, God damn
It slowly bleeds you dry
I couldn’t give a shit
I really couldn’t give a shit