You Have a Song

You’re from the dark, I’m from the light
I knew that you weren’t worth the fight
But I had to get you off my chest

So I could get a good night’s rest

You have a song
Which means you’re doing something wrong
Don’t think you’re special
‘Cause it’s about you
Don’t think you’re special ‘cause

You smoke your cigarettes
And I smoke mine
And you smoke reds and I smoke blind
Your smoke is heavy like your soul
And I pretend liek I don’t know
But I know

You have a song
Which means you’re doing something wrong
Don’t think you’re special
‘Cause it’s about you
Don’t think you’re special ‘cause

Don’t think you’re special

All I needed was a friend
I never knew you were pretending to be
Something you’re not
All I needed was a friend
I nebver knew that you were pretending
To be something that you are not

You have a song
Which means you’re doing something wrong
Don’t think you’re special
‘Cause it’s about you
It’s all about you
It’s all about you