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And I won't be connected or be so easily infected
 By the growing sense of self-inflected
 Routine in your day
 Could be a night long struggle
 And a metaphoric housing bubble
 Maybe you find a way to pass the hours
 Then make some happy end to it
 A canon and a can of cold commingle
 Reminders of the day you went away
 Remember at your worst when you were single
 And at your best you seem to have had better days
 There's not much for you this summer
 I guess you'll be a local bummer
 Maybe find a job that won't take a genius not to do
 And you might get arrested
 Have your breath and your blood tested
 And be back out on the street
 Before your engine starts to cool
 Months and weeks have passed into a year
 And your life has changed in some histrionic ways
 A sentence passed is paraphrased in here
 And you pick up trash in the rain beside the motorway
 I used to know your girlfriend
 Back when you used to have a girlfriend
 She was nice and you were not
 But I was the big prick back then too
 Now she's had another baby
 And her life has gone suburban
 And I wonder what she thinks of
 When she thinks back now of you
 Been better times for those that are in trouble
 And maybe there'll be some better times for you
 The weight you've gained has made your head a bubble
 And your button eyes are brown and not her black and blue
 Well, no doubt I'll see you later
 You'll have your reasons, you still hate her
 But my friend he says there is a change
 That's been coming over you
 I admit there is a difference
 And I'll submit to his assurance
 And I guess, this is a night
 When things seem better than they were