Текст: Elliott Smith. Figure 8. Easy Way Out.

You'll take advantage 'til you think you're being used
'Cause without an enemy your anger gets confused
And all I got stuck on the side, you know I never chose
But it's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose

There's no escape for you except in someone else
Although you've already disappeared within yourself
The invisible man who's always changing clothes
It's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose

Well how much you making mistakes
I wish you luck, I really do
But the problem with the puzzle
Whatever's left to you

I heard you found another audience to bore
A creative thinker who imagined you were more
A new body for you to push around and pose
It's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose
It's all about taking the easy way out for you, I suppose