Practicing Modesty -

If I had a quarter for every time I was wrong

Baby I’d be broke, you’d be happy

It tastes just like freedom

It’s not in a cardboard box but the stars cut out in an alley

If I wanted to find you

I’d rewrite all these songs

On paper walls around garbage

I’m making a statement with memories as decor

In my humble home I pay homage

So if I was wrong, was does that make you

A mild accesory, a fool

The jury’s convinced of our innocence

Let’s just both walk away and grin

If you were convicted for everytime I’ve been lost

They would call the cops just to find you

They won’t count your statement

A falsified document, here’s your fairytale pressed in vinyl

Ask me if I’m happy, that question’s rhetorical

Hey I take it back, girl I’m lying

I take it back, look I’m lying

I take it back

So if I was wrong, was does that make you

A mild accesory, a fool

The jury’s convinced of our innocence

Let’s just both walk away and grin

We’re victorious

Toppled the bus

Holding hands up on this stage

We’re victorious

Toppled the bus

You fooled all of them

Yeah

Just so you know

I recorded all of our conversations

That’s right, listen

If I had a quarter for everytime I was wrong

Then you’d be happy

Honey I’d be so broke

So if I was wrong, was does that make you

A mild accesory, a fool

The jury’s convinced of our innocence

Let’s just both walk away and grin

We’re victorious

Toppled the bus

Holding hands up on this stage

We’re victorious

Toppled the bus

You fooled all of them

Yeah

(Believe, believe, believe you’ll drown)

The world is your stage

Look how you played

All of them

Water inside your lungs

I got a breath

That you can’t take

Look how you played

All of them

The world is your stage

Drown with me

Drown with me

Drown with me

The world is your stage

The world is your stage

Look how you played

All of them

Drown with me

Just drown with me

Me, me

It’s always me