Screeching Weasel Fortune Cookie
I look inside my fortune cookie
It never changes
It seems I'm fated to continue to repeat mistakes
I'm always behind the 8-ball
A victim of my destiny
All the stars aligned in mocking harmony
I often think of what I could've been
If I'd the courage
Instead of clinging to you helplessly
I'm so discouraged
If I should come back to you
Avert thine eyes of pity then
I don't want my fortune coming true again
Each day I'm just a little closer to forgetting
Then I'm reminded there will be no happy ending
Looking inside my fortune cookie
Is too depressing
I've become fed up with the fantasies
And second guessing
Now it's so much easier
To sit back and accept it
But I don't want my fortune coming true again
No, I don't want my fortune coming true again
You again
I don't want my fortune coming true
