Worn to Be Seen (Angel Recording)

I am Jack's sense of rejection
I suck my finger, it stings
He puts his hand on the shoulder
And says a million stupid things

I hear he's backwards and inbred
I hear he's all kinds of things
I put my head on the table
And I think a million stupid things

I just want answers to questions
And no one knows what it's worth
To see a chink in the armor
But I want more than this

I hold it in
I hate that grin
But it's all good
That smile is worn to be seen

When faced with all of my demons
I ran as fast as I could
For shelter in my own ignorance
Like any normal person would

And you might label me indolent
If you didn't know me too well
You would say I have a problem
And I'd say, "Go to hell"

When I am free
It will be sunny forever
And I can say that I feel fine
Sitting here doing nothing
That smile is worn to be seen

With progress comes a solution
The progress read in a book
Think this bad stuff about him
And now I'm here enduring him

Why does he smile when he sees me
And waves as he passes by?
Doesn't he know what he represents?
Why is that? I don't get it