We say goodbye with fingers crossed behind our backs
I've wanted to grow and I'm sure I could tell you that
Your love means nothing to me
But I'm alive, I know because I pinched myself There's no forgiveness without asking first
for help But your love now means nothing to me
People will remember how you made them feel But first they'll come to know you by the type of shoes you're wearing
And if you don't care to show to them the soul you carry They'll remember how they feel about the shoes you're wearing
With pleasantries exchanged, I stumble on wood Into talk of higher yesterdays and other nonsense
This party's full of people trying to be my friend I do not know how to break the news The world is ending but I'm fine
Thanks for asking, how are you?
People will remember how you made them feel But first they'll come to know you by the type of mask you're wearing
And if you don't care to show to them the soul you carry They'll remember how they feel about the mask you're wearing
Dear, we could all begin to act the way we think we're supposed to Masquerade through aisles of cereals and inexparable items
And among these things you'll linger Till you've gained some peace of mind Later clutching what you came to by the door Slides set behind you whispering
People don't remember how you made them feel We are only ever noticed by the type of mask we're wearing So do not bother showing them the soul you carry
Just remember how you feel about the shoes you're wearing
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