Dial a Cliché

Further into the fog I fall,

Well, I was just following you.

When you said:

"Do as I do and scrap your fey ways"

Dial a cliché.

"Grow up, be a man, and shut your mealy-mouth!"

Dial a cliché.

Dial a cliché.



But the person underneath, where does he go?

Does he slide by the wayside

Or just die?



And you find that you've organized your feelings, for people

Who didn't like you then, and don't like you now.



Yet you say:

"Do as I do and scrap your fey ways"

Fey ways.

Dial a cliché.

Cliché.

"Grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!"

Dial a cliché.



"The safe way is the only way."

"There's always time to change, son."

I've changed, but I'm in pain!