Clark
The law professor's not returning my calls
He's busy making up brand new laws
In case he ever catches me with his daughter again
I'm finding out that I can no longer visit the world I used to live in.
The curator's not willing to admit
She used to like me like she liked your exhibits
Now I'm on the outside wondering: 'Should I peek in?'
Get a final glimpse of the world that I used to live in.
Oh, I'm the outsider, nail biter, town crier crying to the extreme
She's the sidewinder, squeezing tighter, k**ing off the fighter in me.
The entrepreneur has offered me a position
Shaming my soul only under one condition
That I leave his big sister alone and let her win
Be the champion of the world that I used to live in.
Oh, I'm the outsider, nail biter, town crier crying to the extreme
She's the sidewinder, squeezing tighter, choking off the lover in me.
The ceramic urns they are waiting to be busted
By the jealous freak that she once stupidly trusted
Now he's pathetically, esthetically all alone
Pressed against the window of the world he thought he used to own.
Now I'm on the outside wondering: 'Should I peek in?'
Get myself a final glimpse of the world that I used to live in
I can no longer visit the world I used to live in
I'm no longer welcome in the world I used to live in.