Mary Chapin Carpenter's "Girls Like Me"

It's eerie when a song practically describes your life such as Mary Chapin Carpenter's "Girls Like Me" does mine (I'm a male).

With verses like:

"... We live alone and in our heads
We eat standing up or in our beds
Guilt and fear merge easily
In the quiet souls of girls like me ..."

and

"... and hopefulness is like a drug
It makes a girl believe in love
And if somehow you love us back
You think there’s something wrong with that ..."

Here is a recorded 'video' version.