Why does the menu always lie?
And why did I take a dozen trains
Underdressed for a hurricane?
And I'm gonna love this place I hear
So I start toying with my glass and smile like an overpass
Certain things feel smooth to me
Going in and out like steam through pipes
But this is such an old machine that I let vapor cool to ice
I don't think you see the freeze, but still, I bet you wonder why
I came here in a hurricane just to leave before I dry
Am I meant to a pleaser?
Was I born to keep you sane?
I know I can make it easier
That's never been my way
I don't wanna be your mirror
Or a pretty piggy bank
No one's smashing me to pieces, nothing here for you to claim
Which part of me was always you?
It's not the one you're staring at
It's calling for you from the back
And yet, it's the bit I'm turning to
The metal chair I'm sitting in
The bonds I've long been living in
So what am I supposed to do?
Should I let you go down the drain
And pull me there, held by my hair?
'Cause it's not better than the rain
And when you are one thing at first
Molded by an empty hand
Do you become its very worst, or do you start again?
Am I meant to a pleaser?
Was I born to keep you sane?
I know I can make it easier
That's never been my way
I don't wanna be your mirror
Or a pretty piggy bank
No one's smashing me to pieces, nothing here for you to claim
Am I meant to a pleaser?
Was I born to keep you sane?
I know I can make it easier
That's never been my way
I don't wanna be your mirror
Or a pretty piggy bank
No one's smashing me to pieces, they're just lying in my wake
Oh, oh
