We had nothing to do with what he did
I don't even know that kid
And as you drive us home
It's clear that it's us that you suspect
And it's kind of sad
Because it's the last thing I'd ever defend
And if I'm so mean
Listen to yourself next time you speak
I haven't even seen you in months
Decorations lay there
Broken in the street
Oh my God, I swear it wasn't me
Decorations lay there
Broken in the streets
Oh my God, you don't even know me
I think it's difficult to write songs about something other than romantic love, and still be able to communicate the intensity with which those feelings can hit a person. Some of the entries on this album are fantastic examples of this niche. dani_bloop