Texty: Matthew Sweet. In Reverse. Write Your Own Song.

I guess I live in a world you'll never get a glimpse inside of
If the thought of me selling out gets you excited
Do you think everything that nobody else has thought of
Do you feel everything that no one else can feel, I do too

Why don't you write your own song?
If mine doesn't do it for you, you might get it all wrong
Or you might create the hit you wish that I would write for you
'Cause I haven't been able to do what you need

And you're right there fighting for what I find appalling
Bringing me further down than I've already fallen
And you tell me that I only have one chance to win
Now you only want to take me where I've never been, I'm with you

Why don't you write your own song?
And I won't have to hear it when you get it all wrong
I'll find a way to clear it from my memory of you
You just do what you have to do 'cause I'm not listening

Why don't you write your own song?
If mine doesn't do it for you, you might get it all wrong
Or you might create the hit why don't you write your own song?
I'll find a way to clear it from my memory of you
You just do what you have to do 'cause I'm not listening