These are models of my own design   Two circles never meeting   One in 92 and 95   And it's all been up to me      I may not listen to my own advice   It can be so overwhelming   There are strains on every double life   But you won't hear me complain      Yes it's true, you knew   You believed it   You should just turn   And walk away      Took a compliment and photograph   And committed it to memory   Model of how not to act   At least not imitate      I wouldn't it have been ideal   If it all fell down from Heaven   And how am I supposed to feel?   When I know what you did wrong      Yes it's true, you knew   You believed it   You should just turn   And walk away      Yes it's true, you knew   I was leaving   We're under the same   Skyline today