Make Something Up

Well, it's not fair when a car becomes a hearse
We never rehearsed for that
We don't care as long as we're not going first
We never rehearsed for that
When we obsess lying in our bed 'bout things we should've said
What's the word for that?
And when one caress says everything
What's the word for that?

Why don't we make something up?
Why don't we make something up?
Why don't we make something up?
Ooh-ooh

Well, there's no plan for when the sick becomes the nurse

We never rehearsed for that
And there's no man who'd love you the way I can
The universe knows that

And when I'm stood up on that bridge
And the voices compel me
Even though I don't want to die
What's the word for that?

Why don't we make something up?
Why don't we make something up? (You and I)
Why don't we make something up? (You and I)
Ooo-ooh
Why don't we make something up?
Why don't we make something up?
Why don't we make something up?
Ooh-ooh-ooh