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)