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