Cleareyed - Glen Phillips

Oh my enigma, I’ll never forgive ya

You have confirmed my suspicions as if they had mattered

You’re so removed, I can’t approach

With an attitude beyond reproach

The constitution of a roach

With skin of satin

Oh you tease, you taunt

You don’t you know what you want

You’re too cool, too hot;

I’m wishing I’d forgotten

But there is no bottom, no there is no bottom

And I just keep on falling

Oh my nemesis, I always knew you were the best

The high priestess of bitterness, queen of the morning

You fight me 'til the bitter end

No white flags, no chance to make amends

With enemies like you, well, who needs friends?

They all just seem boring

Oh you tease, you taunt

You don’t you know what you want

You’re too cool, too hot;

I’m wishing I’d forgotten

But there is no bottom, no there is no bottom

I just keep on falling

Oh, I just keep on falling

Are we alright?

Are we still here?

Are we alive?

Does anybody still care?

Oh you tease, you taunt

You’re everything I want

You’re too cool, too hot, I’m wishing I forgotten

But there is no bottom

No there is no bottom

Oh there is no bottom, and I just keep on falling

Oh I just keep on falling

And I just keep on falling

I just keep on falling