"Cliche" Lyrics

[Thomas Austin Gorder]

How did I become cliche
Trying not to be the same?
No one likes a sacred cow
Still, I try to be one somehow

How does she believe in me?
I struggle with simplicity
I should have drawn a happy face
I traded her for my new catch phrase

Should I close the open door?

How do I confess my lust?
Am I not too hard to trust?
All of my philosophies
Never have believed in me

I want to be her wedding dress
I want to lay my vow to rest
The open door comes after me
It's never been so goddamn drafty

Should I close the open door?
I want to close the open door
I'd love to close the open door
But how?

How do I believe in love?
Why does she still build me up?
Jesus was right
Everyone believes,
But not quite