You told me 'Seize the day' nAnd then I really thought you carednAnd I tried to face my fearsnBut then I just got really scarednnAnd even the fluffiest of silver cloudsnAre made of freezing wetnessnAnd you tell me life's a bitchnBut I don't think you really get this,nnAnd I wish that I'd not let you in anymore,nAnd I wish that I'd have been a bit fussier about the kind of people I let through the doornIf I'd hesitated, I might have been fatednTo live my own life without you.nnI never really meant tonShare achronoligicallynThe little things that made me menI never thought I'd have tonQuantify them day by daynnI never really felt the neednTo take my two or threenNuroses then talk openlynAbout them and then brutallynDissect them on a traynnAnd I'm glad that you're notnTelling me what to donAnd I wish that I'd not spent the timenIlluminating up the past with little tales of who hasnNurtured me naturally from the wombnThrough my new, my own life, without you.nnOh you told me 'Seize the day' nAnd then I really thought you carednAnd I tried to face my fearsnBut then I just got really scarednnAnd even the fluffiest of silver cloudsnAre made of freezing wetnessnAnd you tell me life's a bitchnBut I don't think you really get this,nnAnd I wish that I'd not let you in anymore,nAnd I wish that I'd have been a bit fussier about the kind of people I let through the doornIf I'd hesitated, I might have been fatednTo live my own life without you.