Sad

Put all the things you love into a jar And wonder how it is in life you got this fucking far without each other Oh the further I get on in life the less time that I spend under the covers Put all the things I feel for you away And then wonder if I'll wonder if I should've said those things I didn't say Well dude I don't know what I'm doing but you sure did sound incredible that day And if the world is gonna end Oh god let me be happy until then But nothing seems that awful No nothing seems that bad But you and I make jobs of being sad You and I make jobs of being sad And nothing seems to crumble No nothing's really wrong But that isn't much to put into a song That isn't much to put into a song Build towers in my head where you can live And then rent out extra real estate for the best four dollar bargain I can give No my love don't like convenience, it's a flaming forest fire you'll outlive And if the world is gonna end Oh god let me be happy until then But nothing seems that awful No nothing seems that bad But you and I make jobs of being sad You and I make jobs of being sad And nothing seems to crumble No nothing's really wrong But that isn't much to put into a song That isn't much to put into a song If the world is gonna end, if the world is gonna end And if there's a fucking god up there deliver me the end If all of this is ending, if all of this is ending Then what's the use pretending that you're fine