I'm just not the same, and I'm never gonna be again. Pissing contest in the parking lot, I wonder if I'll win. I'll just point and blame to the bottles under the third bench. It's not hard to hoax a smile in front of your friends. I spend a lot of time reading up on things I do, I spend the other time with you. I'll just moan and complain, about how I'm over "all this." Two short of a Joinerbomb, they'll grin and gossip. I spend a lot of time reading up on things I do. The quarrels with myself are turning into feuds. Investigate your tone of voice for subtle clues. Are you the one who change me? Am I the one who changed you? You're just not the same as when we met I don't know you anymore. Can you take me back to the time when your clothes took up my drawers? Of all the horrid things: your stupid smile; I saw your face when I said why'd you have to go and change, ruin what we made, destroy everything. I'm just not the same.