I write sad songs the best you lay your head on my chest I write sad songs the best you lay your head on my chest There's been a leak in my roof again Just like my ceiling, I'm caving in I can keep four friendships alive, that's my quota for this life Cigarettes out front the laundromat Say what you said and then take it back To the sewer where it swells like some twisted fairytale To make up for my unsubtlety I'm stuck in somebody else's make believe That winter that I learned to fly You pretend you didn't see me cry Neither did I Neither did I Don't look in my eyes I write sad songs the best you lay your head on my chest You're still not like the rest and I don't know what's up next I know what you don't even want to know I know what you don't even want to know I know what you don't even want to know To the sewer where it swells like some twisted fairytale To make up for my unsubtlety and I'm stuck in somebody else's make believe That winter that I learned to fly You pretend you didn't see me cry Well, neither did I Neither did I Neither did I Neither did I That winter that I learned to fly You pretend you didn't see me cry Well, neither did I Neither did I Don't look in my eyes