Lip Service

You could tell me Shh, no, no, no I could tell you Ooh, you're feeling sorry for yourself You think you got the weight of the world But the world don't wait for you No, ain't nobody seen you gone Like a game of telephone I know somebody got it wrong Now that I'm human You say that I'm in the way I'm tryna broadcast every thing possible To keep the pain away But I repeat myself like history Was a novelty Yeah, I repeat myself like mysteries Weren't lucid dreams We're all writing our story Ooh, you're feeling sorry for yourself You think got the weight of the world But the world don't wait for you Ooh, no, ain't nobody seen you gone Like a game of telephone Just tell me what I gotta lose You said it was a movie I wanted nothing real Or personal around me, ooh I'm invested in that now I hate the way it feels it's never fair But I still wanna call it common ground I got a spiel for everybody hurting me Ooh, if I was lost in the woods If I had a loss for the words If I had peace with the worst Ooh, then the gin wasn't strong enough So you're saying that you're him Might even take it on the chin Just to lose it on a whim We're all looking for glory Ooh, you're feeling sorry for yourself You know I hate to break the news But the news might break itself Ooh, no, ain't nobody seen you gone Like a game of telephone I know somebody got it wrong Ooh, woah, feeling sorry for yourself Hate to break the news But the news might break itself