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 close your mealy-mouth!" Dial-A-Cliché Dial-A-Cliché Dial-A-Cliché But the person underneath Where does he go? Does he slide by the wayside? Or does he just die? And you find that you've organized Your feelings, for people Who didn't like you then And do not like you now But still you say, "Do as I do and scrap your fey ways" Dial-A-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 Dial-A-Cliché