And I claim I’m not excited with my life any more, so I blame this town, this job, these friends; the truth is it’s myself and I’m trying to understand myself and pinpoint who I am. When I finaly get it figured out, I’ve changed the whole damn plan. Oh noose, tied myself in, tied myself too tight Talking shit about a pretty sunset. Blanketing opinions that I’ll probably regret soon. Changed my mind so much, I can’t even trust it. My mind changed me so much I can’t even trust myself.