The Only One - Manchester Orchestra

I am the only one that thinks I’m going crazy

And I don’t know what to do

And I am the only son of a pastor I know

Who does the things I do

But if it was you

I don’t think that it would matter

And if it was true

Then I just wouldn’t matter

I was amazed at the color and shapes you do

A paper part for two

I am the only son of a bastard I know

That knows the bastard too

Because it was you

I called it a different story

But if I was you

I’d make this a simpler story

I bet you did what you did

When you did it

To do it again

By the time you were done with it

I bet you did what you did

When you did

Just to tell every friend that you have

That the Lord did it

I finally knew that I simply couldn’t matter

You finally knew that you simply couldn’t matter

I guess that it’s true you never knew

The passive power of the truth

So cut me lose

If I could write another phrase

We might be better off this way

But there’s no use