So Why?

What's the point in reaching you, my lonely friend?

What's the point in friends if friends cannot offend?I am not impressed not that, I claim to know what's best

You're sick of love, you're sick of the day

The sun's your excuse to hide awaySo why?What about the dreams that keep you up at night?

What about the people each day passing you by?I am not impressed not that, I claim to know what's best

You're sick of love, you're sick of the day

The sun's your excuse to hide awayYou're all alone, you're by your phone

You're probably stoned, so why?

You're all alone, you're by your phone

You're probably stoned, so why? So why? So why?What's the point in reaching you, my lonely friend?

What's the point in friends if friends can't make amends?I am most impressed you have ripped

The heart clean out of your chest

You're sick of love, you're sick of the day

The sun's your excuse to stow awayYou're all alone, you're by your phone

You're probably stoned, so why?

You're all alone, you're by your phone

You're probably stoned, so why?You're all alone, you're by your phone

You're probably stoned, so why?

You're all alone, you're by your phone

You're probably stoned, so why?So why deny everyone? So why deny everyone?