This is the chorus of a song
and you'll be singing it all day long
until it's bruned and scriebd into your brain
and it'll absolutely make you
go insane

How many days in a year
Did down all your hope with a shot of beer
And I can be so insincere
Whispering the song into your ear
As long as you stand there waiting
Tuning me out as you glare at your shoes
But how much of it do you hear?
When you look in the mirror so how do you choose?
The words stay the same every day
And they're never said in quiet the same way
But I never seem run out of things to say

This is the chorus of a song
And you'll be singing it all day long
Until it's burned and scribed into your brain
And it'll absolutely make you
Go insane.

How many times would you stay
just to put up with my shit day after day
and you always plug your ears that way
so you won't have to listen to the words that I say
As long as you stand there waiting
wearing the clothes of the college you choose
how would you get there today
you've tried me before but you always loose
the words stay the same every day
and they're never said in quiet the same way
but I never seem to run out of things to say

This is the chorus of a song
and you'll be singing it all day long
until it's burned and scribed in your brain
and it'll absolutely make you
go insane

The words never stay the same every day
and they're never said in quiet the same way
but I never seem to run out of things to say
This is the chorus of a song
and you'll be singing it all day long
until it's burned and scribed into your brain
and it'll absolutely make you

This is the chorus of a song
you'll sing it till you get every word wrong
until it's burned and scribed into your brain
and it'll absolutely make you
go insane

This is the chorus of a song
and you'll be singing it all day long
until it's burned and scribed into your brain
and it'll absolutely make you
go insane...
go insane