Текст песни G.R.I.T.S.

You play your part I'll play mine The beggar and the mime I'm getting good enough at feigning interest But that still puts me here pretending to listen You're the only one to talk to But the last one that I want to You bring me right back to the tailor Resizing myself once again to fit into you If I was smarter I would leave If I was smart I do a lot of things I'd get myself out of this stupid town I'd save the world in a single bound I'd put resigned myself to better use I wouldn't sit here writing about how You're the only one to talk to But the last one that I want to You bring me right back to the tailor Resizing myself once again to fit into you