I've been stuck in my head for a few years trying to make sense of my lack of tears
Theres a bit of a hurdle when you get yourself nearer the truth
I don't think anything that's happened around here hasn't confirmed my fears
You may think that you know me, but you don't love me, you just love the view
I think that talking to anyone is just as bad as lying to yourself
I hope you've got the memo, cause nothing is real, nothing is real at all
You shouldn't talk about the way you feel inside your stupid head
You shouldn't talk the way you do again and again and again
Oh Darshy don't you know that you will never survive
Oh Darshy don't you know that you will never survive
Oh Clairey don't you know that you will never survive
Oh Clairey don't you know that you will never survive
Oh Davey don't you know that you will never survive
Oh Davey don't you know that you will never survive
Oh Darshy don't you know you shouldn't smoke away
Your precious little lungs and precious little life
I care for you so you know it's true so
Oh don't you know that you can't tell me I'm telling a lie to you friend
My pink sweatered friend
I care for you so you know it's true so