"Our yesterdays are on a loop"

every time I tell someone I love the (old) Barenaked Ladies, they look at me like they've never listened to a full album. damb shame

one of the bands that helped me understand my depression:

The hearts you choose to break
Like cars dumped in the lake
The laugh lines on your face
The life I won't embrace

I live with it every day
Even though we moved away
Our yesterdays are on a loop;
A marathon of heartbreaking moments
I live with it every day
For every step I have to pay
The only thing that they can't take:
The guilt that spirals in my wake

shrug!

followed immediately by this great singalong? getouttaheeeeaaaaaaaa