First Day Back

so frustrated that something (so) complicated could hang over my head on my first day back and already i'm treading on unsteady ground so strike me down or check me out so elated that this soul so understated could be making eyes at me but first i'll be another innocent victim looking for some sense of sympathy in the middle of a state the sorry story of a star that goes "here's my heart" it's a start and if anything, we haven't seen everything in the middle of a stage there's a girl and a guitar but there's your car have we forgotten who we are? we haven't seen anything so i'm told that chicago's cold can't be cool as california for the first time ever i feel severed yet smooth removed if you approve then check it out to what do i owe this attention i'm only half of the reflection and the conversation goes oh, nevermind (oh, nevermind) to what do i owe this tension if deception's fine then this is divine divine define divine on my first day back and already i've settled on my weak front