The Script
Lyricist: Andrew Frampton、Mark Sheehan、Steve Kipner、Daniel O'Donoghue Composer: Andrew Frampton、Mark Sheehan、Steve Kipner、Daniel O'Donoghue
You've read the books
You've watched the shows
What's the best way no one knows, yeah
Medicated, hypnotized
Anything to take from your mind
But it wont, ohhhh~ohhh~
Your doing all these things out of desperation
Ohhh~ohhh~
Your going through six degrees of seperation
You hear the drinking, take a toll
Watch the past go up in smoke
Fake a smile, yeah, lie and say that
I'm better now than ever, and your life's okay
Well it's not. No~
Your doing all these things out of desperation
Ohhh~ohhh~
Your going through six degrees of seperation
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
(No, no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
(No, no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too
Anyone throwin an arm around you, yeah
Tarrot cards, Gems and stones
Believing all that shit is gon'na heal ya soul
We'll it's not. No~
Your only doing things out of desperation
Ohhh~ohhh~
Your goin' through six degree's of seperation
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
No there's no starting over
Without finding closure
You take them back no hesitation
That's when you know you've reached the Six Degreee's of seperation
Oh~No there's no starting over
Without finding closure
You take them back no hesitation
That's when you know you've reached the Six Degreee's of seperation
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
(No, no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
Oh~You've reached the Six Degreee's of seperation
(No, no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
Oh~You've reached the Six Degreee's of seperation
(No, no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
(No, no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
(No, no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)