I don't play the fool

'Cause I'm not acting.


Don't know the angles,

I've stopped protracting.

The Earth is flat,

Unless you're an astronaut.

The tune is vibration

If your hearing is shot.



And all that I know

Is every day I know less,

And the best things in life

Don't make any sense.



I studied your face

While you were asleep.

You looked connected

To something quite deep.

As I get older,

I start to lose touch.

Maybe because

I don't sleep as much.



I grit my teeth.

When I sleep, I get tense.

And the best things in life

Don't make any sense.

And the best things in life

Don't make any sense.



Of course there's love,

It goes without saying.

Any talk of an answer would just be noise

And little bits of

Spit spraying.



I flip through the pictures

And let the words lie.

Mosey through the market

To smell another buy.

Wearing dark glasses at night

Wrecks your eyes.



But pain can look cool

When it's at its best,

And the best things in life

Don't make any sense.

And the best things in life

Don't make any sense.



And all that I know

Is every day I know less,

And the best things in life

Don't make any sense.

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