| You stay out so late, just to build connection
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| They say, «Hey, man you were great.»
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| But they don’t even have the slightest affection
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| That you’re really not doing okay
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| Maybe tonight you could barely even play
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| The show it must go on, and if they don’t even come
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| The colors and the callous turn you into a strange and silent one
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| And maybe if you were harsh?
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| Maybe if you weren’t you
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| People would seem to care about
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| What it is you even do?
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| Maybe if you tried harder
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| To seem like you didn’t love it, but you do
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| But they’re better than you
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| Don’t give into the fodder and don’t pander a smile
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| Give yourself a second and give yourself a while
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| But believe all that you hear
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| And assume that they’re all watching
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| And force some words out of your mouth
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| While all their eyes are watching
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| And maybe if you were harsh?
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| Maybe if you weren’t you
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| People would seem to care about
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| What it is you even do?
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| Maybe if you tried harder
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| To seem like you didn’t love it, but you do
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| But they’re better than you |