Why do I feel so alone in a crowd of people I know?
Is it wrong to feel so insecure and so unappealing?
Why walk around in disguise with a fake grin on my face?
What would it prove? What would I gain? I'd still feel so out of placeDamned if I do, damned if I don't
But I won't turn out like you
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
But I won't turn out like youMidlife crisis at the age of twenty-two, who knew?
I need some answers 'cross the street
And down the avenue I stopped
For the woman and paid five bucksGot my palm read and she said
"You shouldn't be smiling, boy
This life line says you're already dead"Just keep on moving forward, never turning back
With every step ahead I take, they pull me two steps back
They pull me two steps backDamned if I do, damned if I don't
But I won't turn out like you
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
But I won't turn out like you