Some days he feels so empty Just a talking head Married to a Klingon Who could cream him in the press God could detonate him God's the one we pick to curse us And 35 years pass him Like an evening at the circus CHORUS Don't sacrifice yourself Sacrifice yourself Surprise yourself Don't sacrifice yourself There it is, the look, the winner you Once talked of being Give her one last kiss and Dive right out the window screaming No truth decent, It was summer from the waist down She blew the troops right off your feet She tells you she's God's grammy CHORUS Her, the only game in town, a queen of competence Blind in front of mirrors, proving nothings says a lot Wham bam thank you Charlie Vanity is all You wander lonely to the scene A crawling up the walls CHORUSTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
