Selfsame

Mark a jar with half the measurement
Be the stray bullet, a fly for the ointment
I'm happier now that you're disappointed
Sometimes I'm not enough of a let-down

When help comes around, why be the one that floats?

I thought I was
Beyond this phase
But I'm nowhere near
Growing less every spring
Pared back the self that's closest
Can't get to know him
Damned to half the measurement

Same, the humor in coping
Is how we claim to have it all worked out
I mistake a same for a change

Same old ways of coping (Old ways bring out flaws we haven't beaten)
Mistaking the same familiar person
I mistake a same for a change

So nervous, I can't talk to no strangers
If they see madness in my mind then it's all I'll have been
A jar stable enough
But only half the measurement