Is it really a confession

Got depression, is that a surprise?

There’s no vacancy in the social scene

There’s no patience for someone like me

Making up tall stories to impress them

Is the wrong kind of error to make

You can amend or you can exaggerate

But base it on something, for heavens sake

Relax into it

Hope you’re feeling alright

There’s nothing to it when you’re telling a lie

Relax into it

And you’re feeling alright

Why would you do it to the people you like?

What you don’t know doesn't hurt you

There’s no curfew on feeling the pain

Take it from me, I’ve been here since yesterday

Nothing is different, but nothings the same

Relax into it

Hope you’re feeling alright

There’s nothing to it when you’re telling a lie

Relax into it

And you’re feeling alright

Why would you do it to the people you like?

The people you like

The people you like

The people you like