Lyrics

My brain is wracked
Cracked up from the downers
Staring at my wrist watch the seconds turn to hours
It's a bit unclear what I think I hear

goes in one ear, nothing comes out the other
I blocked out the remarks they just come
one after another
would someone kill me quickly

What do you want from me?
Or can't you see that I'm not listening
What are you gonna do
now that the joke's on you

You talk that trash
bash my reputation
My bottle and your face could be a funny combination
I could do without the word of mouth
I hate this place
face fit for a loser
You shell out till your sick
I'll watch you sell out like the trick that you are.

What do you want from me?
Or can't you see that no one's listening
What are you gonna do
now that the joke's on you

I bet you think you're a pretty funny guy
Well you can scream all you want
I know it's all a lie
So nice try

I see through you
What you're into
I do what I want to
three four
Not like you, nothing new.

I dodge the punch line up for the zinger
You're whining all the time you know I think I gotta finger
with your name on it, got it

What do you want from me?
Or can't you see that no one's listening
What are you gonna do
now that the joke's on you

I'm just an average Joe
Or don't you know
A little louder, I can't hear you
Maybe you haven't heard
I get the final word.