What it all comes down to,
Is that everthing's gonna be fine, fine, fine...
I've got one hand in my pocket,
And the other one is giving a high five...
I feel drunk but I'm sober,
I'm young and I'm underpaid,
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah...
I care but I'm restless,
I'm here but I'm really gone,
I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby...
What it all comes down to,
is that everything's gonna be quite alright...
I've got one hand in my pocket,
And the other is flicking a cigarette...
What is all comes down to,
Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet...
I've got one hand in my pocket,
And the other one is giving the peace sign...
I'm free but I'm focused,
I'm green but I'm wise,
I'm hard but I'm friendly baby...
I'm sad but I'm laughing,
I'm brave but I'm chicken s***
I'm sick but I'm pretty baby...
What it all boils down to,
Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet...
I've got one hand in my pocket,
And the other one is playing the piano...
What it all comes down to my friends,
Is that everything's just fine, fine, fine...
I've got one hand in my pocket,
And the other one is hailing a taxi cab...
Chorus:
It's like rain... on your wedding day,
It's a free ride when you've already paid,
It's the good advice that you just didn't take,
Who would have thought... it figures.
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly,
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye,
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight,
And as the plane crashed down he thought, "Well, isn't this nice?"
And Isn't this ironic ... don't you think?
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Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
when you think everything's ok and everythings going right,
And life has a funny way of helping you out
when you think everthing's gone wrong and everthing blows up in your
face.
A traffic jam when you're already late,
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break,
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife,
It's meeting the man of my dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife,
And isn't it ironic... don't you think?
A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think...
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Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you,
And life has a funny way of helping you out, helping you out...
An older version of me,
Is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theatre?
Does she speak eloquently?
And would she have your baby ?
I'm sure she'd make an excellent mother.
'Cause the love that you gave that we made
wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no...
And every time you speak her name
does she know how you told me you'd hold me until you died,
'til you died, but you're still alive
Chorus:
And I'm here to remind you,
Of the mess you left when you went away.
It's not fair to deny me,
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me ,
You, you, you oughta know...
You seem very well, things look peaceful.
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know.
Did you forget about me,
Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner .
It was a slap in the face,
How quickly I was replaced.
Are you thinking of me when you f*** her?
'Cause the love that you gave that we made
wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no...
And every time you speak her name
does she know how you told me you'd hold me until you died,
'til you died, but you're still alive
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'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
and I'm not gonna fade as soon as you close your eyes, and you know
it
And every time I scatch my nails
down someone else's back I hope you feel it...
well can you feel it?
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