Do you think it's strange That there's this way of how you look at, How you act like, and how you think and pretend they're not the same as you Do you know about his strength of convictions Or how she puts all her faith in religion Did you ever take the time To really discover how little we know about each other? This all becomes one more chance to Keep us from saying anything And separate from everything. And all this really means You're one in a crowd and paranoid of every sound Another friend you won't miss anyhow