She walks into the outhouse

The cold night breathes into her face

The flies are standing still now

The moon it spills through the place

And she starts wondering it's like to be liked by everyone

And like everyone be just like anyone

And just wants to be so just like anyone

She reaches through the darkness

Her fingers touch the porcelain seat

She spins and pulls her pants down

The cold air holds her like a theif

She starts wondering what they mean, do they just mean to be mean

And thinking about the scene, do they just want to be seen

And trying not to seem so just like anyone

The door comes screeching open

She walks into the evening air

She disappears in the darkness

All that's left's the faint smell of her hair

She's done wondering what it's like to be liked by everyone

And like everyone be just like anyone

And just wants to be so just like anyone

And wondering what they mean, do they just mean to be mean

And thinking about the scene, do they just want to be seen

And trying not to seem so just like anyone, just like anyone, ...