Bobby's lost his voice and Marilyn's knees are growing fat
Your idiot leader ate his foot and said history owed him one
The tragicomic is baring his bitter depressive heart
He said I'd try to make you laugh if I could figure out where to start
Nursing your fevers I stumble through the dark
I run right past the dealer for fear of getting caught
Policemen on horses surround me in the park
But they only wanted pictures they were tired of playing god
Did my calloused hands hurt ya
Every time you got too close
How did your fairytale romance
Devolve into sleazy bitter farce
Like a pimple bursts to the surface you reluctantly leave your bed
Your self-help show's been canceled is it time you helped yourself
And as your head begins to scream you wish you could somehow turn it off
But darling don't you realize your head is all you've got
And if the drugs could get any weaker
You know I still might need ya
So put your affections someplace safe
Until you're sure of the choices you've made
Have you finally lost interest
In listening to me whine
Now I never was the original
Just a cardboard cutout clown
My fascist killer typewriter
It didn't last very long
Oh I know it doesn't matter
These words just won't be sung
I promise I'll put away my guitar
Give up on trying to be a star
Baby there's no point in trying to play
When you've realized you've got nothing to say