The Bourne Identity

Now I know jealousy
 I caught you talking to the real me
 Can't tell you how unhappy that shit makes me
 If you hear him calling, promise you'll ignore him
 He's kind of my enemy
 Whenever I'm on to something good you see
 He always waltzes in to spoil it for me
 And I can see him starting, want to break my heart
 Then that's the way to do it
 Glass-bottomed ego
 It's still afloat, but can't you see the cracks appearing in the base?
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 There ain't no ejector seat
 When you're longing for the sweet smell of self-esteem
 And you've got yourself as a backseat driver
 Spilled the un-spillable beans
 And I dreamed every single impossible dream
 I just can't remember any of the details
 Let's just have a buzz because by the time I'm done fucking beating myself up
 There'll be nothing left to love
 I feel like the sequel
 You wanna see but you were kinda hoping they would never make
 Yeah, I'm the mystery man that's been unmasked
 I'm getting caught in my own trap
 I'm leaning in to kiss the past goodbye
 Yeah, I'll be leaving now, I'm making tracks
 And I doubt that I'll be coming back
 Oh, the night is young, baby, make it last
 'Cause you know it's growing up so fast
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 Glass-bottomed ego
 I'm still afloat, but can't you see the cracks appearing in the base?