My sentiments exactly...

[feetforsale]

see I'm all about them words. over-numbered, all-encumbered, numbered words.
more words than i had ever heard.

why is it that as we grow older and stronger, the road signs point us adrift and make us a fake?

the ways of the world seem to frustrate. always stealin' food off the next plate. only hate is our fate and it's too late. as for love, there's no trace on that face.

what i am to you is not what you mean to me.

there is no mystery--i can't pretend.

you do not need me.

if the world ended today, i would adjust.

volcano, melt me down.

all my fears have pushed you out.

when everything feels like the movies, yeah you bleed just to know you're alive.

i don't want the world to see me, 'cause i don't think that they'd understand. when everything's made to be broken, i just want you to know who i am.

--all the empty things disguised as me--

i'm not sure where i belong.

strangers in my sympathy.

who the hell did you think i was?

i'm from new jersey. it's like ohio, but even more so. imagine that.

i will try harder, i may go further 'cause i never think i'm good enough.

i've got penny change in my pocket. i've got heaven on my mind.

so i'll stop, slow down, watch the sun go down.

i'm taking your advise and i'm looking on the bright side and balancing the whole thing.

but i've wished for things that i don't need. and what i chase won't set me free.

all i wanted...

choke on the regress, yeah.

--if you could see me now--

these weren't entirely random. or about one person/thing in particular.

but can you figure it out? yeah, me either.

well, remember the telephones. yeah, they're woring 'em both ways...