All the stuff I saved up
Then gave up for good
To be what you wanted
I have come to take back
And make back my own
To get back where I started
And on my rainy days
I'm finding different ways
To use up what I've saved
Needless to say
The doors are wide open
Needless to say
I've stepped outside
Needless to say
It's more or less true
I need more of me
I need less of you
All that stuff you told me
That sold me on you
I've come to return it
'Cause it was useless
Through the true test of time
Can't believe that I bought it
You almost had me fooled
Disguising your bad moods
But they were too true to be good
Needless to say
You're a mindless distraction
Needless to say
I've got less on my mind
Needless to say
It's more or less true
I need more of me
I need less of you
Not a lot left to discuss
About what we've become because
It should be obvious
Needless to say
I'm doing less damage
Needless to say
I'm getting more done
Needless to say
It's more or less true
I need more of me
I need less of you
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