The Script - Six Degrees Of Separation Lyrics

You've read the books
You've watched the shows
What's the best way no one knows
Ye meditate, get hypnotized
Anything to take it from your mind
But it won't go
Your doing all these things out of desperation
Oh, oh, your going through six degrees of separation
Ye hit the drink, ye take a toke
Watch the past go up in smoke
Ye fake a smile, ye, lie and say that
I'm better now than ever, and your life's okay
Well it's not, no
Your doing all these things out of desperation
Oh, oh, your going through six degrees of separation
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see 'em out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself
No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself
You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too
Anyone will throw a arm around you
Tarot cards
Gems and stones
Believing all that shit's gonna heal your soul
Well it's not, no
Your only doing things out of desperation
Oh, oh, your going through six degrees of separation
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
No there's no starting over
Without finding closure
You'd take 'em back
No hesitation
That's how you know you've reached the sixth degreee of separation
No there's no starting over
Without finding closure
You take 'em back
No hesitation
That's how you know you've reached the sixth degreee of separation
First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What's gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, Is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you're gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little
(No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
Oh you're going through six degrees of separation
(No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
Oh you're going through six degrees of separation
(No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
(No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
(No, no, there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)
Oh, you're going through six degrees of separation