"It's my opinion," words you're never supposed to use
Did she make an enemy of me, you know you do
Now I'm stuck on a side you know I never chose
But it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose
Forlorn escapist always chasing someone else
An anxious arsonist burning out yourself
An invisible man who's always changing clothes
Because it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose
Let me count the ways that I hate
I fill you up, familiar too with the puzzle
With the problem that I'm not going to do
I heard you found another audience to bore
A creative thinker who imagined you were more
A new body for you who quickly decomposed
Because it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose
Because it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose