RSVP - Fake Problems

I made a choice that very night

To become a slightly better man

I started white-washing my hands of all those passings

And as you waited alone in your car outside

I politely, but quite firmly denied your invitation for the evening

So, hold out your weary hand

Let me tell your fortune again

Your future is brighter than you’ll ever know

Now that we are on our own

And there are things that you deserve to know

The rest you have to earn

I have no remorse

And as soon as I hung up the phone

I knew that this disaster was finally through

And I could hear through the cloudy line

That this took you by surprise

So, hold out your weary hand

Let me tell your fortune again

Your future is brighter than you’ll ever know

Now that we are on our own

And it’s true that I have no idea what the universe has in store

But I do know that when you think it can’t get any worse, it does

It does, it does

So, hold out your weary hand

Let me tell your fortune again

Your future is brighter than you’ll ever know

And now we are on our own

So, hold out your weary hand

Let me tell your fortune again

Your future is brighter than you’ll ever know

Now that we are on our own

Now that we are on our own