There is no mystery For what I try to be A reason for the things I do I try to tell you what Is really false or real But -- You act as if you have no clue You act this way when problems arise You act this way when problems arise You close your eyes and hide Behind a storybook When I have something new to tell If you could put aside Your stubborn foolish pride You'd find an exit from this spell You act this way when problems arise You act this way when problems arise What you are -- I don't know what What you are -- Pain in the butt What you are no one seems to care Why do you always do that? Why do you always do that? Why do you always do that? Why do you always do that!?! You act this way when problems arise You act this way when problems arise
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