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Opinion

The first thing I remember was the friction in the room
And that brown spinet piano that never played in tune
The cruel, impatient tyrant; the frustrated malconetent
The need to find the pieces and the absence of cement

No one ever told me about the right way to love
And no one ever showed me what we're supposed to be made of
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I should be
And I'll willingly accept your low opinion of me

The last thing I remember was the slamming of the door
And the resonance of my imperfection broke the silence once more
The selfish, angry bastard who doesn't want to hear
I tried to learn compassion - you turned the other ear

No one ever told me about the right way to love
And no one ever showed me what we're supposed to be made of
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I should be
And I'll willingly accept your low opinion of me

The worn out, broken record who doesn't fit the mold
The righteous independent, the mood so harsh and cold

Momma never told me about the right way to love
And Daddy never showed me what we're supposed to be made of
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I should be
And I'll willingly accept your low opinion of me



Mirror lyrics:


And I'll willingly accept your low opinion of me
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I should be
And Daddy never showed me what we're supposed to be made of
Momma never told me about the right way to love

The righteous independent, the mood so harsh and cold
The worn out, broken record who doesn't fit the mold

And I'll willingly accept your low opinion of me
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I should be
And no one ever showed me what we're supposed to be made of
No one ever told me about the right way to love

I tried to learn compassion - you turned the other ear
The selfish, angry bastard who doesn't want to hear
And the resonance of my imperfection broke the silence once more
The last thing I remember was the slamming of the door

And I'll willingly accept your low opinion of me
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I should be
And no one ever showed me what we're supposed to be made of
No one ever told me about the right way to love

The need to find the pieces and the absence of cement
The cruel, impatient tyrant; the frustrated malconetent
And that brown spinet piano that never played in tune
The first thing I remember was the friction in the room


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