Texty: Built To Spill. There Is No Enemy. Done.

Loneliness is getting hard to perceive
Seems that it never comes or it never leaves
Every day we step into some deceit
This should bring the ill-defined to their feet

It's forgiven, it's for you
All your problems will come true
Said it once I'll say it once again
This won't make you happy

All I want is you to make up your mind
Come on down and linger here for a while
All I know is what I wanted to say
Disappeared and has yet to be replaced

It's forgiven, it's for you
All your problems will come true
It's already done, it's already done
It's already done