Roll Credits Lyrics

Such is life, most of it wrong, some of it right

Invite me along, I'll write you a song, plotting the plight

I type in the flight, strapping tight, cookie bumpy

Lump in my throat, throw me a rope when life gets ugly

Rough as rugby, they kick and they shove me

Shit on my name and now I'm to blame

Nobody can trust me

Hush money for blowers of whistles

The thistles and thickets dealing with the wicked souls

Making it so convincing

Pray somebody's listening

For men I'm fishing, uttering words for those who observe

A madman losing his nerve, crashing, feeling the burn

Passive but I'm concerned

Maybe I'm spinning out

My heart's forever breaking

I think it's fucking crazy, going crazy

Maybe my heart forsakes me

Maybe my mind is breaking

Maybe it's me who's crazy

Maybe it's me who's crazy

Maybe my heart forsakes me

Maybe my mind is breaking

Maybe it's me who's crazy

Invite me along, I'll write you a song

It's crazy

Oh

Maybe my mind maybe it's me

Maybe my heart forsakes me maybe my mind is breaking

Maybe it's me who's crazy maybe it's me who's crazy

Invite me along, I'll write you a song, nothing to play

Invite me along, I'll write you a song, nothing to play