It's easier to make this songs, I guess
You should try it just to see if that's the case
'Cus eerie sounds from pretty mouths
Won't make it work
I'm tired of treating people how I was told
You say your sound needs too much effort to work
You only need a fucking soul
At least that's what I've been told
I'm afraid nostalgia won't make it work
Break the cage once in a while
I don't think I'd hurt
And if I don't make the cut
What makes you think you will?
'Cus at least I fill the space in between
All our failed attempts at record release
Now don't dare to try to question
How I'm doing what I'm doing
'Cus in case no one told you
This is just a Filler
Bring up chords and modulations
I'll be waiting on my two chord verses
Petty it's against you
But it's either that or
Either way we had our fun
Writing this song
It's safe to say were both wrong
But bring up places again
And I'll have my two chords
Waiting for you