False Advertising - Bright Eyes

On a string, on a string, on a string I was held

The way that I move, can you tell?

My actions are orchestrated from above me

And so I swing and I sway

Wave my hand, kick my leg

And it’s always right with the music

Until all that swaying starts to make you sick

For a song I was bought

Now I lie when I talk

With a careful eye on the cue card

Onto a stage, I was pushed

With my sorrow well-rehearsed

So give me all your pity and your money, now (All of it)

We used to think that sound was something pure

But if I could act like this was my real life

And not some cage where I’ve been placed

Well then, I could tell you the truth like I used to

And not be afraid of sounding fake

Now all anyone’s listening for are the mistakes

(Oh, I’m sorry)

No, it’s okay, it’s okay

One two three, one two three

In a house, by myself

I hear the ice start to melt

And I’ll watch rooftops weep for the sunlight

And I know what must change

Fuck my face, fuck my name

They are brief and false advertisements

For a soul I don’t have

Something true I have lacked

And spent my whole life trying to make up for

But I found in a song

And in the people I love

They will lift me up out of darkness

And now my door, it stands open

I’m inviting everyone in

We’re gonna laugh, we’re gonna drink until the morning comes

That’s what we are going to do

Come on!

Come on!