Have you noticed all your friends look good in black and see them trying
Way back when when no one knew my name before they started crying
All those words that everyone’s afraid to say
While you’re still breathing, they wanna save you anyway
And light up all those candles when it doesn’t matter anymore
But for the boy born wrong life starts looking pretty long
But ain’t it sad, ain’t it funny how they listen when you’re gone?
But for the life I’ve led and everything she said
At least you know they’ll care for you once you’re already dead
Have you noticed everyone who’s there for you when you’re not there
And all the friends who thought that they were scared of you, well now they care
Two week martyrs hoist your body
Way up high til you start rotting
And sign their names in all the spaces they left blank when we were here
But for the boy born wrong life starts looking pretty long
Ain't it sad, ain't it funny how they listen when you're gone?
And for the life I've led, and everything she said
At least you know they care for you once you're already dead
Lay you out in all your sunday best
That suit they shamed and bind your chest
Cause everyone’s a rebel when their martyr stares them in the face
But for the boy born wrong life starts looking pretty long
Ain't it sad, ain't it funny how they listen when you're gone?
And for the life I've led, and everything she said
At least you know they care for you once you're already dead
For the boy born wrong life starts looking pretty long
Ain't it sad, ain't it funny how they listen when you're gone?
Ain't it sad, ain't it funny how they listen when you're gone?
The lead singer of punk band Camp Cope ventures into romantic synth-pop territory, tempering slick arrangements with bare sentiment.
Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2020