Songs when the truth are all dedicated to you, in this invisible world I choose to live in…
And if you believe that, then now I understand why words mean so much to you: they’ll never be about you.
Maybe you’re young without youth, or maybe you’re old without knowing anything true; I think you’re young without youth.
Then you contract the American dream; you never look up once.
You’ve contracted American dreams; I require you to stop and look up—
Sing a song about myself, keep singing the song about myself, not some invisible world.
Constantly searching to find something new, but what will you find when you think that nothing’s true? Maybe it’s that nothing is new.
So you let me hear songs that were written all about you..
The good songs weren’t written for you; they’ll never be about you.
Then you contract the American dream, you never look up once. You’ve contracted American dreams, you never look up once—so don’t look up…
And I won’t tell you what this means, cuz you already know;
And you came along and found the weak spot, but you’ve always wanted
and let yourself be everything that you’ve always wanted.
It doesn’t have to be so decided: what you’ve always wanted;
and no need for explanations you’ve always wanted.
You’ll find what you find when you find there’s nothing,
and you’ll find what you find when you find there’s nothing.