Armchair Cynics

In a pair of dirty jeans, I
found a note from last night,
passed to me as I watched the bands
But I'm so uptight, over-
analytical, I
unraveled the note and the words they read
Sometimes I worry about the things I cannot control
The hardest lessons are the ones that seem so simple
I get so messed up and I think it's starting to show
You tell me I should let it go and
Smile, walk away
You make it so easy on me
Smile, walk away
You make it so easy
You can't get back what you had
Make it easy on me
Make it easy on me
On the front seat of my
piece of shit car, I
found a note on the dashboard
But I'm so uptight, over-
analytical, I
unraveled the note and the words they read
Sometimes I worry about the things I cannot control
The hardest lessons are the ones that seem so simple
I get so messed up and I think it's starting to show
You tell me I should let it go and
Smile, walk away
You make it so easy on me
Smile, walk away
You make it so easy
You can't get back what you had
Make it easy on me
Make it easy on me
What do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
(Smile, walk away)
Smile, walk away
You make it so easy on me
Smile, walk away
You make it so easy
You can't get back what you had
Make it easy on me
Make it easy on me