There are people that cry while watching talk shows
And people who shed a tear only during war
Some just like to smile a little
Not let emotion show

There are some that say I look at the world differently
And people always disagree when I say
That some like euphoria
I'm grounded and I like it that way

I haven't heard from you in a while
I wonder if you can admit to yourself you miss me
You buried us a long time ago apparently
When I peered ahead into your future - and I was missing

There are people who like little routines like coffee in the
morning
And people who like playing with fire
Some say they like a bit of everything
I call those people liars