Say why's it this way, so I now try to explain
To help understand, but I can't keep up the pace
That keeps growing
Smile on the outside that never comes in
A comedy, fantasy, irony, tragedy
So I cry "let it start again"

You break me open, sing me a song
To say what's wrong with me, with me

Do I entertain you?
Do I truly indulge you with my art that took all this time?
Are you satisfied?
Do you think it's funny, do you think me a tool?
I wrote up this script, I drew up this page
...So tell me, just what did you do?

Note that this can be taken many ways depending on how you sing it. If you want to truly understand, you'll need to know the tune of the original. And to look beyond the surface. You'll understand soon enough.

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