The Only One

I am the only one that thinks I'm going crazy And I don't know what to do And I am the only son of a pastor I know Who does the things I do But if it was you I don't think that it would matter And if it was true Then I just wouldn't matter I was amazed at the color and shapes you do A paper part for two I am the only son of a bastard I know That knows the bastard too Because it was you I called it a different story But if I was you I'd make this a simpler story I bet you did what you did When you did it To do it again By the time you were done with it I bet you did what you did When you did Just to tell every friend that you have That the Lord did it I finally knew that I simply couldn't matter You finally knew that you simply couldn't matter I guess it's true you never knew The passive power of the truth Would let me lose If I could write another phrase We might be better off this way But there's no use --- The Only One - Manchester Orchestra