The Whys Chelsea Wolfe

[Verse 1]
Why does everything gotta be
So fucking complicated?
You say your life is wild
And I think that would be fine

You say your life is wild and I wonder what that's like
I think it would be fun, it would be so fun
Because when I get up to leave
I hope you'll come after me, but you don't

So, when I get up to leave
But only me for me I think I know
Why does everything gotta be
So fucking beautiful for everyone but me?

I can't make no sense, I can't make no sense
I can't make no sense, I can't make no sense for me
I can't make no sense, I can't make no sense
I can't make no sense, I can't make no sense for me

[Verse 2]
Why does everything gotta be
So fucking perfect for everyone but me?
I swear to God I'm a spider in a jar
Someone's shaking it then watching me crawl fast
Then slow but never really getting far