"It's my opinion," words you're never supposed to use   Did she make an enemy of me, you know you do   Now I'm stuck on a side you know I never chose   But it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose   Forlorn escapist always chasing someone else   An anxious arsonist burning out yourself   An invisible man who's always changing clothes   Because it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose   Let me count the ways that I hate   I fill you up, familiar too with the puzzle   With the problem that I'm not going to do   I heard you found another audience to bore   A creative thinker who imagined you were more   A new body for you who quickly decomposed   Because it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose   Because it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose