Impossible Year - Panic! At The Disco

There’s no sunshine

This impossible year

Only black days and sky grey

And clouds full of fear

And storms full of sorrow

That won’t disappear

Just typhoons and monsoons

This impossible year

There’s no good times

This impossible year

Just a beachfront of bad blood

And a coast that’s unclear

All the guests at the party

Are so insincere

They just intrude and exclude

This impossible year

There’s no you and me

This impossible year

Only heartache and heartbreak

And gin made of tears

Oh, the bitter pill I swallow

The scars souvenir

That tattoo, your last bruise

This impossible year

There’s never air to breathe

There’s never in-betweens

These nightmares always hang on past the dream

There’s no sunshine

There’s no you and me

There’s no good times

This impossible year