And I I wrote you a letter I roped you in with a letter With all the letters I could find As I Tucked you in with tethers Tucked you in with whatever Whatever was left to try And I Was written to your errors Set within my terrors Oblivious and blind And oh, I could learn from the tremors Pull the stops quicker than ever Nevermind I suppose, anyway I suppose, anyway I suppose, anyway I suppose, anyway The lights are never quite what they seem Shooting out from the seams I can't quite conclude The colours are always kind of faded A shade of almost always Always to elude I tried, To feel you through your bubble Our plights were always muffled But you could hear you too I lied, All I had were my letters It doesn't get any better Now my letters are nothing new I suppose, anyway I suppose, anyway I suppose, anyway I suppose, anyway To all of the answers and all of the strife For some higher purpose Never give in the fight To all of the questions we bore from solutions From toil and tumble Who told you I'm right To all of the answers and all of the strife For some higher purpose Never give in the fight To all of the questions We bore from solutions From toil and tumble Who told you I'm right, anyway? I suppose, anyway