Manchester Orchestra

I am the only one that thinks I'm going crazy
And I don't know what to do
And I am the only son of a pastor I know
Who does the things I do
But if it was you
I don't think that it would matter
Oh and if it was true
Then I just wouldn't matter
I was amazed at the color and shapes you do
A paper part for two
I am the only son of a bastard I know
That knows the bastard too
Because it was you
I called it a different story
But if I was you
I'd make this a simpler story