Mark a jar with half the measurement Be the stray bullet, a fly for the ointment I'm happier now that you're disappointed Sometimes I'm not enough of a let-down When help comes around, why be the one that floats? I thought I was Beyond this phase But I'm nowhere near Growing less every spring Pared back the self that's closest Can't get to know him Damned to half the measurement Same, the humor in coping Is how we claim to have it all worked out I mistake a same for a change Same old ways of coping (Old ways bring out flaws we haven't beaten) Mistaking the same familiar person I mistake a same for a change So nervous, I can't talk to no strangers If they see madness in my mind then it's all I'll have been A jar stable enough But only half the measurement