"So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean?
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can't win"
Pink Floyd - Lost for Words

Did Bob Dylan write it? Then it's my favorite.

Get away from me
This isn't gonna be easy
But I don't need you
Believe me
You got a piece of me
But it's just a little piece of me
And I don't need anyone
And these days I feel like I'm fading away
Like sometimes when I hear myself on the radio
Have you seen me lately?
I was out on the radio starting to change
Somewhere out in America
It's starting to rain
Could you tell me the things you remember about me
And have you seen me lately?
I remember me
And all the little things
That make up a memory
Like she said she loved to watch me sleep
Like she said,
"It's the breathing
It's the breathing in and out and in and..."
Have you seen me lately?

Counting Crows...the live, slow version is the best. I think the album is Live from New Amsterdam

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
And how we found
The same old fears
Wish you were here