Make a Cliche Outta Me

  I stood on the right side of history
  You said I can't even define the line
  But we might not ever find out all the reasons why

  Smash mute on all the feeds that bleed
  You said I'll be back on in no time
  Cause how would I ever find out all the reasons why

  Like a sheep to the slaughter
  A lemming into the sea
  Turns out, they made a cliche outta me
  They just made a big fool outta me

  I claimed that the world loves a mystery
  You said it's no cult from the inside
  We might not ever find out all the reasons why

  More quarters and history is on repeat
  You said that the juke box doesn't lie
  Still we might not every find out all the reasons why

  Like a sheep to slaughter
  A lemming into the sea
  Turns out, they made a cliche outta me
  They just made a big fool outta me

  And we're talkin' circles and
  The glasses are emptyin'
  Teaching me how to vent
  The glasses are emptyin'
  The drain is circlin' and
  The glasses are emptyin'
  We'll wonder where it began
  Talkin' in circles and