| "Nice day," "You too" |
| Drop dead, baby, how are you? |
| "Get it on" meanin' "go to hell" |
| "Awesome, dude" is hard to spell |
| It's the way we talk when we've got nothin' to say |
| Talk about a mind on holiday |
| Black and white, no shades of gray |
| Are you sorry you came? You should have stayed away |
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| "I think", but not too well |
| "I feel" is an easy sell |
| "I hear" what I wanna hear |
| "I swear", but it's insincere |
| It's the way we think when we don't know how |
| And its way too hard, let's just drop it now |
| One soundbite and you take a bow |
| Don't take time, it's not allowed |
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| I live and you die |
| I win, you sigh |
| 'Bout your bad luck, baby, let me hear you laugh |
| If it's worth a million bucks then you could give me half |
| It's the way we live as if we'll never die |
| Livin' like it's nothin' but an alibi |
| Too late to cheer, too soon to cry |
| No time to wonder, do we wonder why? |
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| Too much bein' and no "let it be" |
| Not that it's easy, but it's hard to see |
| How one so fast can think so slow |
| I don't mean to be mean, but I told you so |
| Man, I told you so |
| Yes, I told you so |
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