The Only One

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

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

I bet you did what you did

when you did it

to do it again

by the time you were done with it

I bet you did what you did

when you did

just to tell every friend that you have

that the Lord did it

I finally knew that I simply couldn＇t matter

you finally knew that you simply couldn＇t matter

I guess it＇s true you never knew

the passive power of the truth

would let me lose

if I could write another phrase

we might be better off this way

but there＇s no use