Under the microscope, just fade me away
Fade me into the drizzle of memories falling yesterday
How I wish it could be that simple…so simple
Cause when the cold rush of critical hits me
I wish to stamp me free… fold me up one two three
To get lost with no addressee...
Fly me back to the morning where dreams are new...
When it was only my version of what I dared to dream and do
Cause you're in another mind zone...
Just want to be left alone...
No matter how much I try to do it right...
It's gonna be a battle of the wills, it's gonna be a fight
You pick, you scorn, you mock, and you sneer...
Your face tight with aggression speaks loud and clear
I jump through hoops; I tumble the somersault
And when it all falls apart...
How quickly the colors change to me, and my fault...
And I stand ready... the firing line…another piercing assault
You speak…. it's always the you in this, and the you in that...
Shortchanging our lives like some penny-pinching bureaucrat
I wish for once you could see what I see...
Always every muscle tight with explosive energy...
So tired of you and the things I simply can't control...
So tired of you and the things you simply can't control...
And I wish to stamp me free... fold me up one two three
To get lost with no addressee...
Fly me back to the morning where dreams are new...
When it was only my version of what I dared to dream and do
Cause you're in another mind zone...
And I want to be left alone...
Just left alone...
