Bobby's lost his voice, Marilyn's looks are fading fast
Our fearless leader shot himself, history owes him one
The tragic comic is baring his depressive heart
Try to make me laugh if you can 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 these callous hands hurt you?
Every time you got too close
How did this fairy tale romance
Turn in to such a bitter farce?
Like a pimple bursts to the surface,
you reluctantly leave your bed
Your self-help show was canceled,
is it time you helped yourself?
As your head begins to scream,
you wish you could somehow turn it off
Darling, don't you realize
your head is all you've got?
If these drugs could get any weaker
You know I still might need you
So put your affections somewhere safe
until you're sure of the choices you've made
Did you finally lose interest
in listening to me whine?
I never was the original,
just a cardboard cutout clown
My fascist killer typewriter,
it didn't last very long
I know it doesn't matter,
That these words 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
Oh I've got nothing to say