When I was a kid
I was listening to my dad
Writing songs about love
And how it was fading
Then I asked him why
Is no one reacting? He said
Words over melodies
Become empty
How can you expect them
To listen to what your singing
If they don't
When your talking
Words over melodies
Become empty, but don't worry
Cause anyway nobody listens these days
A few years later
It's my turn to sing my pain
But it's the same
No one gives a damn
And as I'm standing far
At the end of the bar, I sing
Words over melodies
Become empty
How can you expect them
To listen to what your singing
If they don't
When your talking
Words over melodies
Become empty, but don't worry
Cause anyway nobody listens these days
There's nothing wrong, if you don't sing along
But could you just lift your eyes
And drop your goddamn phone
Words over melodies
Become empty
How can you expect them
To listen to what your singing
If they don't
When your talking
Words over melodies
Become empty, but don't worry
Cause anyway nobody listens
Yeah anyway nobody listens
Anyway nobody listens these days