Ive grown unaccustomed to my own life Its like stumbling through somebody elses house in the night Well Ive tried everything on, but its all the wrong size Just like fumbling with the keys of a car you dont drive So I decide to take the long way home drive the hurt from my heart on the road comb my hair in mirror to feel composed Ill get there when I get there Ive grown unaccomplished in my own right Its like sleeping next to someone elses spouse in the night Well Ive followed the maps and Ive read all the signs But its like going for a drive with no headlights Youre as good as blind if you cant see the lines In the movie of my life, this part was more exciting but in real life... in the movie of my life I swear Im more exciting, but in real life It just goes on and on
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