Cynical

Well you knew me pretty well
 but I never let you see my dark side
 so it's perfectly appropriate
 that I'm careening down the highway
 screaming at the top of my lungs
 praying for the courage to do something reckless
 well a short hiatus of perceived bliss
 I guess it's back to courting the grey cloud I used to love
 but you don't deserve the satisfaction
 of being the one who pushed me over the edge
 so tone it down a notch
 just a six-pack and some cigarettes
 and I'm stumbling in the street looking something pitiful
 like the old cat you put out she looked bewildered
 for a while but she's getting meaner by the minute
 maybe I'm just angry
 for the love songs you murdered mid-verse
 or maybe I'm just angry
 'cause it all fell down for you first
 because it all fell down for you first
 well would it all be so easy
 if you had to look me straight in the eye
 if I were there to contradict
 all the pretty stories you tell to justify yourself?
 well now I find it hard to believe
 you don't have a thing to say to me
 you don't write, you don't call
 you're just getting cruel and we're both getting petty
 I want my twenty bucks and my black shirt
 oh you better be happy, you better be happy
 well maybe I'm just angry
 for these battered, tainted memories
 or maybe I'm just angry
 because now you feel so free
 I guess now you feel so free
 I guess now you feel so...
 well if you think too big or you think too small
 it'll lead you down the same road
 you'll figure out life rewards the worst in us
 yeah you can take and take and take some more
 and you'll never get what you deserve
 this is me at my most cynical
 now this is me at my most cynical
 and I'm getting meaner by the minute
 I said I'm getting meaner by the minute...
 well you knew me pretty well
 but I never let you see my dark side