Jennifer Rostock U.S.
Es War Nicht Alles Schlecht

The fire’s over, but the embers are hot
and with burned feet, we’re still creeping in a circle
I see the twitching in your lip when you say you’re sorry
did you think the purpose sanctifies your mediocrity?

You’re tactless! Tactless!
bring me out of step
Now don’t sing me any songs
your songs are tasteless
Tactless! Tactless!
bring me out of step
Now don’t say what you think if you think

It wasn’t all bad, we were all done justice
Except for me! Except for me!
It wasn’t all bad yet still bad than right
Except for me! I’m beside myself!
It wasn’t all good, even when everyone fakes it
Even when everyone keeps it a secret that I have nothing left
Except for me! I’m beside myself!

You grin when you win and keep spinning the same strings
but when you have nothing more to say, you don’t have to keep talking
You lie quietly to me, you enjoy yourself loudly
just as you get yourself into a tangle, your scam is quickly figured out

You’re tactless! Tactless!
bring me out of step
Now don’t paint me any pictures
your pictures are tasteless
Tactless! Tactless!
bring me out of step
Now don’t say what you think if you think

It wasn’t all bad …

No! Don’t sing any songs!
No! Don’t paint any pictures! No!
Who casts the first stone?
And who throws the last glance?
The last glance back?
Who casts the first stone?
No!
It wasn’t all bad, we were all done justice
Except for me! Except for me!
It wasn’t all bad, we were all done justice
Except for me! Except for me!

It wasn’t all bad …