isn’t it? Songtext
von Fia James

Think you might be a man child
Reciting poetry that you′ve never read
And you've slit yourself open
With the words that you said
I got stuck in the middle
Of the war in your head
And I was stuck in the middle
Of the war in your head

Was it bullshit?
All for nothing?
I ate out of the palm of your hands,
But I think starving is better than this...
Isn′t it?


From the start oh they said we were doomed
It's not shit talking if we all know it's true
Can′t tell if i miss taking care of you
All I got is some rage in the back of some booth
In some shitty dive bar that reminds me of you

Couldn′t hate you
Even if I tried
We broke even
Still I'm mortified
You swore you′d try to get it right

Was it bullshit?
All for nothing?
I ate out of the palm of your hands
I think starving is better than this
Isn't it?