Laughter

Lyrics

Why would you laugh on the Fourth of July? We celebrate independence, or is a smile just a lie? Do you think I'll ever know the truth? Where does the fault lie, in me or in you? I see myself in my father's mistakes With every "Well, it doesn't matter" and "For his own sake" I mopped up this mess on a hall that's passed And "Now, nothing serious," I laugh A form of laughter Actually isn't that simple, at least It's never me or you It's evasive, and it's doubtful And it's fashionable, for еach time, it's something new But еach time, the gilded bleeds Like something that's always there that no one ever sees It's our form of laughter, and you can't put us back together No, you can't put us back together When I touched her, I thought I was touching you But there's some fear I have for what I didn't do (or did I?) I should've told you who I was Instead of a promise, and an image, and a pencil lead of trust I can't believe the girl I loved I killed Like my, my parents' dreams left up to me go unfulfilled Mom always told me that boys always show their feelings last to get anywhere "Well, that was what I had to do," I laugh A form of laughter Actually isn't that simple, at least It's never me or you It's evasive, and it's doubtful And it's fashionable, for each time, it's something new But each time, the gilded bleeds Like something that's always there that no one ever sees It's our form of laughter, and you can't put us back together No, you can't put us back together People touch-tuning on this side of touchdown People measure in what they can't measure out Can we make love without touching, or fight without fussing? Could we write and call it a kiss? Or will I ever remember to forget To persist? It's the definition 'tween for and which That decides if we really can afford to waste affection The porcelain president doesn't want to think So, why should we be different With boys in blue and girls in pink? Can I see without your eyes? Can I wear my jacket, but still feel the wind? Can I watch myself without a surprise? Could I be crucified by my [?] this time? [guitar solo] My left-handed mother worried passively And I was born into a fixed deck, with the cards doubting me So, it's not the laugh's veneer that makes it so unclear What has and what is trying to be I don't know where we were at at the start of November But you said, "These eyes are for you," and never can I remember You can't put us back A form of laughter Actually isn't that simple, at least It's never me or you It's evasive, and it's doubtful And it's fashionable, for each time, it's something new But each time, the gilded bleeds Like something that's always there that no one ever sees It's our form of laughter, and you can't put us back together No, you can't put us back together But each time, the gilded bleeds Like something that's always there that no one ever sees It's our form of laughter, and you can't put us back together No, you can't put us back together No, you can't put us back together No, you can't put us back together No, you can't put us back [guitar solo]