Smile - Armchair Cynics

In a pair of dirty jeans, I

found a note from last night,

passed to me as I watched the bands

But I’m so uptight, over-

analytical, I

unraveled the note and the words they read

Sometimes I worry about the things I cannot control

The hardest lessons are the ones that seem so simple

I get so messed up and I think it’s starting to show

You tell me I should let it go and

Smile, walk away

You make it so easy on me

Smile, walk away

You make it so easy

You can’t get back what you had

Make it easy on me

Make it easy on me

On the front seat of my

piece of shit car, I

found a note on the dashboard

But I’m so uptight, over-

analytical, I

unraveled the note and the words they read

Sometimes I worry about the things I cannot control

The hardest lessons are the ones that seem so simple

I get so messed up and I think it’s starting to show

You tell me I should let it go and

Smile, walk away

You make it so easy on me

Smile, walk away

You make it so easy

You can’t get back what you had

Make it easy on me

Make it easy on me

What do you want from me?

What do you want from me?

(Smile, walk away)

Smile, walk away

You make it so easy on me

Smile, walk away

You make it so easy

You can’t get back what you had

Make it easy on me

Make it easy on me