Why do I do the things I do?
Was I born this way? Am I a self-made fool?
I shoot the lights and curse the dark;
I need your love but I break your heart;
I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be;
It ain't easy bein' me.
Ought to be a side show act for freaks like me;
Yeah I could be the star of the show
With my name on the marquee.
In a room with a big red button that says "Danger, Do Not Touch,"
And twice a day I'd mash it down
And you could watch me self-destruct.
Was I born this way? Am I a self-made fool?
I shoot the lights and curse the dark;
I need your love but I break your heart;
I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be;
It ain't easy bein' me.
Ought to be a side show act for freaks like me;
Yeah I could be the star of the show
With my name on the marquee.
In a room with a big red button that says "Danger, Do Not Touch,"
And twice a day I'd mash it down
And you could watch me self-destruct.
Lynz
:-(
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