Use a pen to reflect What you've got left to protect On the old dusty shelves In your childhood room You've got a lot to go on: Posters of Simon LeBon All might help you decide In case you ever try They just want you to come by The florist in foam A rigid folk's home in time that I might cry Cut all these ties you'll see How far apart we are No two of us sees or acts alike Wasting time and pretend You've got the words to defend Well every bias you've learned while being human Remember that we all knew Riding big wheels was cool We'd give it all to be that dumb again These are all bonds and ties In spite of what they are No two of us tells or thinks the same Cut all these ties you'll see How far apart we are Those are our bonds and ties In spite of what they are