Upcoming Concerts for The Stepmoms
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lawson
Songwriter
Sean Patrick McFarland
Songwriter
Mike Talkovich
Songwriter
Lyrics
No one changes when the camera's on them
I know you know more than you let on
Who's the reflection, is it me
Or your talking heads that scream back from your T.V. set?
How does it feel to help me when I'm just like the freaks they're mocking?
And I can't stand the tone no learning, you all love to be the bully
Standing low
With nothing to show
Biding time
Counting down to another failed launch
Strangers with a shared name
Folie à deux or memories on tape
A new address, an old divide
And predetermined disrepair
Does the shame spread to you?
I know you worry all about
Rumors rising like small creeks
That will one day wash away our home
The home you built for me and us
Something I'll undo just to prove
That I didn't need it all, yeah, and I'm so sorry
The shame that also gets to me
That I have no hope of being right
And I'd rather be right than correct
Even if it costs another chance
Standing low
Trying to gain
Biding time
Another crash is more than we can take
Strangers with a shared name
Folie à deux or memories on tape
A new address, an old divide
And predetermined disrepair
Shameless
Free
Shameless and free
I am the lonely crowd so why don't you hate me?
Shameless
And free
I am the lonely crowd so why don't you hate me?
Strangers with a shared name
Folie à deux with memories on tape
A new address, an old divide
And predetermined disrepair
Written by: Andrew Lawson, Mike Talkovich, Sean Patrick McFarland