The Script Six Degrees of Separation

You've read the books,

You've watched the shows,

What's the best way no one knows, yeah,

Meditate, get hypnotized.

Anything to take from your mind.

But it won't go

You're doing all these things out of desperation,

Ohhh ohhh,

You're going through six degrees of separation.

 

You hit the drinking, take a toke

Watch the past go up in smoke.

Fake a smile, yeah, lie and say that,

I'm better now than ever, and your life's okay

Well it's not. Uohhhhh

 

Your doing all these things out of desperation,

Ohhh ohhh,

You're 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 f*cked up a little

 

(No no there aint no help, it's every man for himself)

(No no there aint no help, it's every man for himself)

 

You tell your friends, yeah, strangers too,

Anyone who'll throw an arm around you, yeah

Tarrot cards

Gems and stones,

Believing all that shit is gonna heal your soul.

We'll it's not, noo

 

You're only doing things out of desperation,

Ohhh ohhh,

You're goin' 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 f*cked up a little

 

No there's no starting over,

Without finding closure, You take them back,

No hesitation,

That's when you know you've reached the Sixth Degreee of separation (×2)

 

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 f*cked up a little

 

(No no there ain't no help, it's every man for himself)

You're goin' through six degrees of seperation.

(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're goin' through six degrees of separation.