I talk a big game
But I can’t say it to your face
So I’ll just say it in a song.
And all those big dreams
And big words
Didn’t get me far.
Did they get you far?
Even when you want it
With all of your heart
A wish is only that
Even when you want it
With all of your heart
You can’t wish them back
There are two sides to every story
And smaller bits that break from the start.
You made me into a monster,
So I made you into art
And I gave it to the world
To rip and tear apart.
But every critic is every cynic
Who lacks the drive and heart
To do what I do
Or do what I have done
So they rip and tear it apart.
All those big dreams and big words
Didn’t get me far.
Did they get you far?
Even when you want it
With all of your heart
A wish is only that
Even when you want them
With all of your heart
You can’t wish them back.
There are two sides to every story
And smaller bits that break from the start.
With all of your heart
All those big dreams and big words
With all of your heart
They didn’t get me far.
Did they get you far?
Even when you want it
With all of your heart
A wish is only that
Even when you want them
With all of your heart
You can’t wish them back.
There are two sides to every story
And smaller bits that break from the start.