Lletres: Rocky Votolato. Makers. Portland Is Leaving.

Come along with me now cause there are things I've been dying to tell you
the best of the worst things that you never needed to know
this is the kind of comedy where no one's laughing, cause it's hard to
I'm a punch line who's punch-drunk with my fist in a broken mirror
there's a party nearby
I can hear laughter in the distance and it all comes clear
sounds to simple love is the only answer
everything else is just a train wreck I'm gonna stay up all night every night for the rest of my life
till the lines around my eyes grow deeper and more defined
you might ask me aren't you dead inside and so damn tired
I'll say I have no idea I'm not sleeping until after the dying is over
I can hear laughter in the distance and it all comes clear
sounds to simple
love is the only answer
when love's a train wreck you're a mistake