Named for how I feel.
Yeah I could be the mayor down there,
And say welcome to Sorryville.
It won't be on a map nowhere,
You might say that it doesn't exist,
But if you make enough wrong turns
It'd be hard to miss.
There ought to be a bridge somewhere
They could dedicate to me.
I'd probably come to the ceremony
With a can of gasoline;
Walk on over to the other side
And there I'd light a match
And sit and stare through the smoke and the flames
Wonderin' how I'm ever gonna get back.
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;
And I know the words that'll bring you back,
But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack.
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 "Do Not Touch,"
And twice a day I'd mash it down
And you could watch me self-destruct.
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;
And I know the words that'll bring you back,
But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack.
I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be;
It ain't easy bein' me.
There ought to be a town out there, Named for how I feel. Yeah I could be the mayor down there, And say welcome to Sorryville. It won't be on a map nowhere, You might say that it doesn't exist, But if you make enough wrong turns It'd be hard to miss. There ought to be a bridge somewhere They could dedicate to me. I'd probably come to the ceremony With a can of gasoline; Walk on over to the other side And there I'd light a match And sit and stare through the smoke and the flames Wonderin' how I'm ever gonna get back. 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; And I know the words that'll bring you back, But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack. 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 "Do Not Touch," And twice a day I'd mash it down And you could watch me self-destruct. 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; And I know the words that'll bring you back, But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack. I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be; It ain't easy bein' me. Explain Request ×
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