There comes a time when you swim or sink so I jumped in the drink
'Cause I couldn't make myself clear
Maybe I wrote in an invisible ink oh I've tried to think
how I could've made it appear
But another illustration is wasted cuz the results are the same
I feel like a ghost who's trying to move your hands over some Ouija board
in the hopes I can spell out my name
But some take from magic at first glance is just sleight of hand
depending how much you believe
Something gets lost when you translate it's hard to keep straight
perspective is everything
And I know now which is which and what angle I oughta look at it from
I suppose I should be happy to be misread better be that than some of the
other things I have become
chorus: A Em
and maybe we've all heard it all before
oh I could get specifis but
nobody needs a catalog
when details are love I can't sell anymore
And aside from that this chain of reaction baby is losing a link
Thought I'd hope you'd know that I tried to tell you and if you don't I could
draw you a picture in invisible ink
Oh ohh