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Why do you always seem to criticize me
Seems like everything I do just turns out wrong
Why don't you come on out and despise me
So I could pack my bag and baby I'd be gone

Remember when you used to call me honey
I'd turn around and call you honey too
You might think it's a joke, but it ain't funny
To hurt someone who's so in love with you

A clown puts his makeup on upside down
So he wears a smile even when he wears a frown
You might think I'm here when you put me down
But actually I'm on the other side of town.

My body's in this room with you just catching hell
While my soul is drinking beer down the road a spell
You might think I'm listening to your grocery list
But I'm leaning on the jukebox and I'm about half ... way there

A clown puts his makeup on upside down
So he wears a smile even when he wears a frown
You might think I'm here when you put me down
But actually I'm on the other side of town.

I'm sittin' on a chair just behind my ear
Playing dominoes and drinking some ice cold beer
When you get done talking I'll come back downstairs
And assume the body of the person you presume who cares

I'm across the river on the other side of town
In my mind I'm on the other side of town
Why do you always seem to criticize me   Seems like everything I do just turns out wrong   Why don't you come on out and despise me   So I could pack my bag and baby I'd be gone      Remember when you used to call me honey   I'd turn around and call you honey too   You might think it's a joke, but it ain't funny   To hurt someone who's so in love with you      A clown puts his makeup on upside down   So he wears a smile even when he wears a frown   You might think I'm here when you put me down   But actually I'm on the other side of town.      My body's in this room with you just catching hell   While my soul is drinking beer down the road a spell   You might think I'm listening to your grocery list   But I'm leaning on the jukebox and I'm about half ... way there      A clown puts his makeup on upside down   So he wears a smile even when he wears a frown   You might think I'm here when you put me down   But actually I'm on the other side of town.      I'm sittin' on a chair just behind my ear   Playing dominoes and drinking some ice cold beer   When you get done talking I'll come back downstairs   And assume the body of the person you presume who cares      I'm across the river on the other side of town   In my mind I'm on the other side of town