Lyricist: Brendon Urie, Jake Sinclair & Sam Hollander Composer: Jake Sinclair & Brendon Urie
There's no sunshine, this impossible year
Only black days and sky grey and clouds full of fear
And storms full of sorrow that won't disappear
Just typhoons and monsoons this impossible year
There's no good times, this impossible year
Just a beach front of bad blood and a coast that's unclear
All the guests at the party they're so insincere
They just intrude and exclude this impossible year
There's no you and me, this impossible year
Only heartache and heartbreak and gin made of tears
The bitter pill they swallow the scar souvenir
That tattoo, your last bruise, this impossible year
There's never air to breathe, there's never inbetweens
These nightmares always hang on past the dream
There's no sunshine, there's no you and me
There's no good times, this impossible year