Too Bad To Be True
TJ McFarland
Babe, they don't know you so well
It's okay I can tell
Save it for your time of need
I hear your whisper in a crowd
It's so deafening loud
My ears they bleed
And I hear what they say about me
They speak with such condescending surity
I cannot believe that I don't still exist to you
It's too bad to be true
They have no hope for your life
They cut your bracelet with a knife
What gives them the right, I tied it myself
From your bed you can't see the sun
Barely wide enough for one
I'll be damned if they'll put you on a shelf
I'm just not convinced this could be the end
This logic's too bleak for me to comprehend
It cannot be so that I cannot still grow close to you
It's too bad to be true
There's no look I have to see
There's no word you have to say
I still believe
This'll all pass someday
And everything will be okay, yah
Oh I hear what they say about me
They speak with such condescending surity
I cannot believe that I don't still exist to you
It's too bad to be true
It's just too bad
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