Some things you never get used to 
Even though you're feeling like another man 
There's nothing that he can do for you 
To shut me away as you walk through 
Lovers laughing in their amateur hour 
Holding hands in the corridors of power 
Even though I'm with somebody else right now 
High fidelity 
Can you hear me? 

There's a new kind of dedication 
Maybe you'll find it down the tunnel 
Maybe I got above my station 
Maybe you're only changing channel 

Even though you're nowhere near me 
And I know you kiss him so sincerely now 
Even though the signal's indistinct 
And you worry what silly people think 
Who just can't wait to feel so frozen out 
I bet he thinks that he was chosen out of millions 
I suppose he'll never know about 
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