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3 Doors Down, "Kryptonite" 
I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind 
I left my body laying somewhere in the sands of time 
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon 
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah 
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon 
After all I knew it had to be something to do with you 
I really don't mind what happens now and then 
As long as you'll be my friend at the end 
If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman 
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand 
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might 
Kryptonite 
You called me strong, you called me weak, 
But still your secrets I will keep 
You took for granted all the times I never let you down 
You stumbled in and bumped your head, 
If not for me then you would be dead 
I picked you up and put you back on solid ground 
If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman 
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand 
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might 
Kryptonite 
Yeah!! 
If I go crazy then will you still call me Superman 
If I'm alive and well, will you be there holding my hand 
I'll keep you by my side with my superhuman might 
Kryptonite 
  

I'm not mad. I'm not. It's just hard to be mad when you're a fixture in
someone's life. Someone you'd like to be more to. Sure, they like you and
they depend on you, but sometimes it feels like they don't ever SEE you,
you know? That makes it hard to feel anything. 

And I know he doesn't mean it. With this guy, "yes, I said 'guy,' " the
last thing he'd intentionally do is be rude. So I pretend it doesn't
bother me that he thanks Thatcher for giving him extra work or Welsh for
letting him come to the station or my mother for giving him a hug, or even
my sister, and doesn't say a word as he risks my life for the
forty-seventh time or ruins another suit. You think it's easy getting
rotten garbage out of Armani? 

I'm not good enough to have him. That's why I try so hard to keep up with
him. It's why I'm seriously considering this Las Vegas thing. Maybe if I
go, it'll remind him that I'm there. Maybe he'll be proud of me. 

See they offered me this job going undercover with the Mob. Seems I'm a
dead ringer for this guy, Armande Langoustini. Six months to a year at
least, but it's the kind of job that could make a career, the kind you
don't turn down. It could do a lot of good actually. Maybe by the time I
get back, I won't have these feelings. Or hell, maybe I'll be dead, and I
won't feel anything at all.