Typical

Hands in the room
For a heart on a plane, you wanted me
Like a dog in a cage, she in my head
Like the boy of your dreams
He's in the hand that you had over me

Typical to throw your weight around
Lying through the years you tore me down
Anybody could be me somehow
Could be me

Hate what you have
When it falls into place (into place)
Shoot in the room with a frown on your face
Ask for a word and you're acting like it's a chore
Saw who you are through a crack in the door

Typical to throw your weight around
Lying through the years you tore me down
Anybody could be me somehow
Could be me (me)
Be me, me (oh)

Typical to throw your weight around (throw your weight around)
Lying through the years you tore me down
But anybody could be me somehow
Could be me

I see
I, I see
Sitting here in a mansion
I see (I, I)



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Hallenbeck, Daniel Miller
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