The Whys - Chelsea Wolfe

Why does everything gotta be

So fucking complicated?

You say your life is wild

And I think that would be fine

You say your life is wild and I wonder what that’s like

I think it would be fun, it would be so fun

Because when I get up to leave

I hope you’ll come after me, but you don’t

So, when I get up to leave

But only me for me I think I know

Why does everything gotta be

So fucking beautiful for everyone but me?

I can’t make no sense, I can’t make no sense

I can’t make no sense, I can’t make no sense for me

I can’t make no sense, I can’t make no sense

I can’t make no sense, I can’t make no sense for me

Why does everything gotta be

So fucking perfect for everyone but me?

I swear to God I’m a spider in a jar

Someone’s shaking it then watching me crawl fast

Then slow but never really getting far

I’m all alone 'cause nobody

Wants to sing about death with me

You pronounce yourself a god then you make it happen

What the fuck is going on, you gotta tell me

'Cause there’s no light, no, there’s no light

No, there’s no light at the end of my tunnel

No, there’s no light, no, there’s no light

No, there’s no light at the end of my tunnel