Great filtered instrumental, I just wish the lyrics appeared earlier on screen so you knew what was coming up. So uhhh… I don't owe you my heart, and I don't owe you my body But you should know that I'm sorry for being careless with you Lord knows I owe you more than I'm pretty sure I ever could give anybody But I can't pin down what normal people want from foreign objects Bottom shelf erotic products like me So, I could hold your hand but keep you at arm's length Or hang me from a branch too high to climb and shake Less rare than scarce, less diamond than rough Unlikely to be more than just the coal you fail to crush, and I swear, I'm really trying Get it together, Will, know and do better It just don't come natural to me to think that you'd want me for me I swear, I'm really trying Oh, I'm sorry, I promise, I'm doing my best I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet I still don't know who you are, I only know that I'm still lonely That morbid sort where even company can't cure me And the more you reassure, the less I trust But still you gave me your heart, I only gave you my body Honestly thought nobody'd want it, let alone notice it's gone And so I left it home, but now, now, now, now I keep a locket with a picture of the back of my head Oh, monkey-wrench my side view mirrors, ghost my friends I've lived more lives than enough, I haven't died quite as much But I'm not a real person, just the shit you can't make up, and I swear, I'm really trying I'm just as exposed if I take off my clothes When we make the closest thing to love that I'm capable of And I don't know why you would care, but I'm really trying Oh, I'm sorry, I promise, I'm doing my best I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet Did I really have any of that gravity? Maybe you're quicksand Because I really couldn't tell how deep my footprints went The vertex of my redemption arc, the searching on that virgin heart I'm catatonic in your arms, cried, "How did I cause so much harm?" I'm down pounding my head against the kitchen floor Apologizing for my life and ever entering yours Don't say "I'm sorry, but this can't go on," I know you've got scars of your own But hide my knives before you go, I'd rather live than die alone I swear, I will die trying I'm still in the process, but I'm making progress I promise I honestly wanna prove improvement's possible I swear, I'm so fucking sorry I'm not a good person, I'm barely a person at all But someday I'll be perfect, and I'll make up for it all And write a fucking song about it 'Cause it has to be all about Will's fucking drama, God damn it Sorry, fuck, I'm sorry
I don't owe you my heart, and I don't owe you my body But you should know that I'm sorry for being careless with you Lord knows I owe you more Than I'm pretty sure I ever could give anybody But I can't pin down what normal people want from foreign objects Bottom shelf erotic products like me So, I could hold your hand but keep you at arm's length Or hang me from a branch too high to climb and shake Less rare than scarce, less diamond than rough Unlikely to be more than just the coal you fail to crush, and I swear, I'm really trying It just don't come natural to me to think that you'd want me for me I swear, I'm really trying Oh, I'm sorry, I promise, I'm doing my best I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet I still don't know who you are, I only know that I'm still lonely That morbid sort where even company can't cure me And the more you reassure, the less I trust But still you gave me your heart, I only gave you my body Honestly thought nobody'd want it, let alone notice it's gone And so I left it home, but now, now, now, now I keep a locket with a picture of the back of my head Oh, monkey-wrench my side view mirrors, ghost my friends I've lived more lives than enough, I haven't died quite as much But I'm not a real person, just the shit you can't make up, and I swear, I'm really trying I'm just as exposed if I take off my clothes When we make the closest thing to love that I'm capable of And I don't know why you would care, but I'm really trying Oh, I'm sorry, I promise, I'm doing my best I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet Did I really have any of that gravity? Maybe you're quicksand Because I really couldn't tell how deep my footprints went The vertex of my redemption arc, the searching on that virgin heart I'm catatonic in your arms, cried, "How did I cause so much harm?" I'm down pounding my head against the kitchen floor Apologizing for my life and ever entering yours Don't say "I'm sorry, but this can't go on, " I know you've got scars of your own But hide my knives before you go, I'll either live or die alone I'm still in the process, but I'm making progress I promise I honestly wanna prove improvement's possible I swear, I'm so fucking sorry I'm not a good person, I'm barely a person at all But someday I'll be perfect, and I'll make up for it all And write a fucking song about it Sorry, fuck, I'm sorry
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lmao I just noticed I made a mistake on the lyrics at 2:03
I can't study while listening to songs with lyrics but I'm so obsessed with this song that this is now my sole study music
Thank you!
I love everything about this song, even the instrumental is so fucking good !!!!!
thank you so much for making this
Great filtered instrumental, I just wish the lyrics appeared earlier on screen so you knew what was coming up. So uhhh…
I don't owe you my heart, and I don't owe you my body
But you should know that I'm sorry for being careless with you
Lord knows I owe you more than I'm pretty sure I ever could give anybody
But I can't pin down what normal people want from foreign objects
Bottom shelf erotic products like me
So, I could hold your hand but keep you at arm's length
Or hang me from a branch too high to climb and shake
Less rare than scarce, less diamond than rough
Unlikely to be more than just the coal you fail to crush, and
I swear, I'm really trying
Get it together, Will, know and do better
It just don't come natural to me to think that you'd want me for me
I swear, I'm really trying
Oh, I'm sorry, I promise, I'm doing my best
I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet
I still don't know who you are, I only know that I'm still lonely
That morbid sort where even company can't cure me
And the more you reassure, the less I trust
But still you gave me your heart, I only gave you my body
Honestly thought nobody'd want it, let alone notice it's gone
And so I left it home, but now, now, now, now
I keep a locket with a picture of the back of my head
Oh, monkey-wrench my side view mirrors, ghost my friends
I've lived more lives than enough, I haven't died quite as much
But I'm not a real person, just the shit you can't make up, and
I swear, I'm really trying
I'm just as exposed if I take off my clothes
When we make the closest thing to love that I'm capable of
And I don't know why you would care, but I'm really trying
Oh, I'm sorry, I promise, I'm doing my best
I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet
Did I really have any of that gravity?
Maybe you're quicksand
Because I really couldn't tell how deep my footprints went
The vertex of my redemption arc, the searching on that virgin heart
I'm catatonic in your arms, cried, "How did I cause so much harm?"
I'm down pounding my head against the kitchen floor
Apologizing for my life and ever entering yours
Don't say "I'm sorry, but this can't go on,"
I know you've got scars of your own
But hide my knives before you go, I'd rather live than die alone
I swear, I will die trying
I'm still in the process, but I'm making progress
I promise I honestly wanna prove improvement's possible
I swear, I'm so fucking sorry
I'm not a good person, I'm barely a person at all
But someday I'll be perfect, and I'll make up for it all
And write a fucking song about it
'Cause it has to be all about Will's fucking drama, God damn it
Sorry, fuck, I'm sorry
thanks for this, I didn't really mean to make it like a karaoke, but something like will wood without will wood's voice
those mfs are so funny when it comes to will wood song's lyrics
Thank you
I don't owe you my heart, and I don't owe you my body
But you should know that I'm sorry for being careless with you
Lord knows I owe you more
Than I'm pretty sure I ever could give anybody
But I can't pin down what normal people want from foreign objects
Bottom shelf erotic products like me
So, I could hold your hand but keep you at arm's length
Or hang me from a branch too high to climb and shake
Less rare than scarce, less diamond than rough
Unlikely to be more than just the coal you fail to crush, and
I swear, I'm really trying
It just don't come natural to me to think that you'd want me for me
I swear, I'm really trying
Oh, I'm sorry, I promise, I'm doing my best
I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet
I still don't know who you are, I only know that I'm still lonely
That morbid sort where even company can't cure me
And the more you reassure, the less I trust
But still you gave me your heart, I only gave you my body
Honestly thought nobody'd want it, let alone notice it's gone
And so I left it home, but now, now, now, now
I keep a locket with a picture of the back of my head
Oh, monkey-wrench my side view mirrors, ghost my friends
I've lived more lives than enough, I haven't died quite as much
But I'm not a real person, just the shit you can't make up, and
I swear, I'm really trying
I'm just as exposed if I take off my clothes
When we make the closest thing to love that I'm capable of
And I don't know why you would care, but I'm really trying
Oh, I'm sorry, I promise, I'm doing my best
I just haven't learned how to be human as you are yet
Did I really have any of that gravity?
Maybe you're quicksand
Because I really couldn't tell how deep my footprints went
The vertex of my redemption arc, the searching on that virgin heart
I'm catatonic in your arms, cried, "How did I cause so much harm?"
I'm down pounding my head against the kitchen floor
Apologizing for my life and ever entering yours
Don't say "I'm sorry, but this can't go on, "
I know you've got scars of your own
But hide my knives before you go, I'll either live or die alone
I'm still in the process, but I'm making progress
I promise I honestly wanna prove improvement's possible
I swear, I'm so fucking sorry
I'm not a good person, I'm barely a person at all
But someday I'll be perfect, and I'll make up for it all
And write a fucking song about it
Sorry, fuck, I'm sorry
This is so well made. I love disco aspect