(Pop)Ular SciencE

Nothing feels right But my fake smiles paint pictures like everything's fine Sheep like what they're told So they've got spindles spinning bad songs into gold And who decides what's wrong or right to like? When the puzzle pieces twist And seem like they won't fit their match And I'll be waiting, I'll be waiting And all the best songs what's the best about 'em? I thought I was part of something more But more money, less substance, more demand I've heard great songs that no one understands You can't lay brick on wet cement or build castles out of sand But who decides? But when the puzzle pieces twist And seem like they won't fit their match Then I will try and try again And hope that someone understands I'll be waiting, I'll be waiting And they can say they love you But it still won't change a thing 'Cause the tides may turn tomorrow And I won't be there to look And I can say I've got to say Dollar by dollar, your soul gets smaller Trending what we fought to make ours And they don't care about They don't care It's a good thing bad trends fade away It's so much cooler in the shade And they don't care about They don't care We give in nightly to our addiction A self-afflicted public crucifixion They don't care about And they don't care Dollar by dollar, your soul gets smaller Trending what we fought to make ours They don't care about They don't care about They don't care They never cared --- (Pop)ular Science - Bayside