My Word For It

I lay myself upon the floor

We're not all dying, babe

Well, maybe I don't need this after all

It was a place for me

And all the books upon your shelf

Tell stories of who you are

But there's more to the picture son

He says you'll play it on your broken guitar

He says you play it on your broken guitarDon't take my word for it

Don't take my word for it

Don't take my word for it

I do

I do

I doI wake up in the morning so I can watch you dress for work

But there's more to the picture here

Than what we see or what we've heard

What we've seen or what we learnDon't take my word for it

Don't take my word for it

Don't take my word for it

I do

I do

I do