She walks into the outhouse The cold night breathes into her face The flies are standing still now The moon it spills through the place
And she starts wondering it's like to be liked by everyone And like everyone be just like anyone And just wants to be so just like anyone
She reaches through the darkness Her fingers touch the porcelain seat She spins and pulls her pants down The cold air holds her like a theif
She starts wondering what they mean, do they just mean to be mean And thinking about the scene, do they just want to be seen And trying not to seem so just like anyone
The door comes screeching open She walks into the evening air She disappears in the darkness All that's left's the faint smell of her hair
She's done wondering what it's like to be liked by everyone And like everyone be just like anyone And just wants to be so just like anyone And wondering what they mean, do they just mean to be mean And thinking about the scene, do they just want to be seen And trying not to seem so just like anyone
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