| Isn’t it nice how things resolve
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| To test your will would take the skill of crazy ants
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| You fit your mind into smaller and smaller jars
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| You find them clutching the last straw
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| As if it’s worth the worse for wear and tear you look
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| But why try to understand someone that you don’t even know
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| Even though he brought you up, beat you up,
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| Shut you up when you cried
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| And now you avoid parties
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| Because they remind you
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| Of someone who you used to know
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| Pretty soon you’ll want to avoid yourself
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| A popular phrase from the same year
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| Would draw no tears save for the fears of looking back
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| You find you hide for weaker and weaker reasons
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| The battle you lost in the mirror
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| Earned you no thanks but wooden planks were soon withdrawn
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| And you couldn’t run away even if you tried
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| And you tried and you cried 'cause you knew that laying flat
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| In your parents' car
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| And now you avoid fathers
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| Because they remind you
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| Of someone who you used to know
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| Pretty soon you’ll want to avoid your own
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| And now you’re finally on your own
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| You draw your choices from the voices you despise
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| You find you’re drawn to tighter and tighter circles
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| Flashbacks, flashes forward
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| You are insane though you have gained such wide appeal
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| And all the car rides, cheap insides, laughter at the right people
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| At the right time at the right line in the right frame of mind
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| And now you avoid thinking
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| Because it reminds you of someone who you used to know
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| Pretty soon you’ll only think about yourself |