Dial-a-cliché

Further into the fog I fall
Well, I was just
Following you!
When you said :

Do as I do and scrap your fey ways
(dial-a-clich)
Grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!
(dial-a-clich)
Dial-a-clich
Dial-a-clich

But the person underneath
Where does he go ?
Does he slide by the wayside ?
Or ... does he just die ?

And you find that youve organised
Your feelings, for people
Who didnt like you then
And do not like you now
But still you say :

Do as I do and scrap your fey ways
(dial-a-clich)
Grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!
(dial-a-clich)
The safe way is the only way !
Theres always time to change, son !
Ive changed
But Im in pain !
Dial-a-clich