Title Of This Song - Moses Sumney

You’ve taken the title of this song

From a life that’s beyond

To something that you could hold on to

But is it wrong to sing along

When all of the words

They just get on your nerves

But the verse is ringing out like a curse

I’m tired of this old refrain

Is the chorus you sang

When you had no one to blame

But yourself for singing it all in vain

You’ve taken the title of this song

From a book that goes on and on

Until you can’t find the ending

Was it a funeral or a wedding?

Or a seance for the bride

Whose affection had died?

Though some say love is suicide

«My heart it don’t make any sense.»

Was all that she said

When her love was found dead

The story was all in her head

I’m tired of this old refrain

Is the chorus you sang

When you had no one to blame

But yourself for singing it all in vain

There was nothing but the song we were singing

There was nothing but the song we were singing, oh

Nothing but the song we were singing

There was nothing but the song we were singing

There was nothing but the song we were singing

There was nothing but the song we were singing

And there was nothing but the song we were singing