Nowadays I keep to myself
Everybody else can look some other way
Things I say seem to get me in the trouble
That I've been through for too many days
Trouble is a friend of mine I'd like to leave behind
I like my friends more refined
Things I lose weighing on my heart
Every time I start to think maybe it's through
A little lie goes a long way
When you can't say quite for sure what's the truth
The truth is something no one really wants to hear you say
Just, 'How ya doing?' and 'Have a nice day'
Nowadays you go for a walk
Better not stop and wave or say hello
Just as soon people will spit
Give you shit just for looking at them and walking too slow
Slowly and methodically I'll lock the world away
Haunted by our better days