Stephen left some marks upon his wall
He used to block out all the small talk
An excuse to pour his heart out with a noose
Wrote some marks out on the table
Thoughts on why he wasn't able
To feel as happy as can be
But Steve oh, you're not the queen anymore
All the best
Going wayside, in Versailles
And no one's picking up your mess
But Stephen
Is this the way that you're feeling
There's no one else you're deceiving
And at the end of the day
All these excuses never change when things don't go your way
He found an album in his room
About some small time four-piece revolution
Colour in the gloom of all the shit you're made to listen to
But buddy there's no shame
In cracking smiles when it's OK
But it's a waste of all our time if there's no rhythm in your mind
Oh how they know
It's all for show
No fairytale nor crime scene is going to get you where you want to go
But Stephen
Is this the way that you're feeling
There's no one else you're deceiving
And at the end of the day, all these excuses never change when things don't go your way
Stephen
She's got a new thing going on
She's got a new thing going on
She's got a new thing going on
She's got a new thing going on
Stephen
You're deceiving
All these excuses never change when things don't go your way
Go your way
Your way
Oh Whoa Oh