Oh noose, tied myself in tied myself too tight
Looking kind of anxious in your cross-armed stance
Like a bad-tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance
And I claim I'm not excited with my life anymore
So I blame this town, this job, these friends
The truth is it's myself
And I'm trying to understand myself
Pinpoint where I am
By the time I've got it figure out
I've changed the whole damn plan
- "Talking Shit About a Pretty Sunset" (Modest Mouse)

And another day.