Bird in the Basement

Billy Talent

Well Maybe it's us but I really think that it could be you 
We were head over feet it was ironic that our dreams had come true 
So I packed up all my luggage and headed for the coast 
Spandex, peanut butter, and more jam on my toast 

We don't mean no harm 
It's just honesty's priority 
And we just broke our break 
Handshakes 
The more we give the more you take 
But it's so hard when everything's fake 

Tell us that we blow and we'll tell you, 'You suck!' 
Throw another battery at us and we'll duck 
Unpack all my luggage 
Nothing else to do 
There's a method to our madness and it stems from you 

We don't mean no harm 
It's just honesty's priority 
And we just broke our break Handshakes 
The more we give the more you take 
But it's so hard when everything's fake When everything's fake 
We'll be okay 
I will wonder 
We will be okay