Lyrics
[Verse]
Somebody, help me, I’m afraid,
I’m a living masquerade.
I might be getting paid, now,
but I can’t do better than this.
My dreams, they came and went,
I gave 'em up on accident.
This gig helps pay the rent, but now
I can’t do better than this.
[Harmonica]
[Verse]
Somebody help me, I’m ashamed.
I traded fame for pocket change.
It's too late for me to quit the game,
but I can’t do better than this.
These silly cover songs that I dread,
They haunt me while I’m in my bed.
I can’t get ‘em out of my head, but
I can’t do better than this.
[Chorus]
At night, I rest,
Despite, regrets,
Of a life spent on mimicry and theft.
I try, my best,
To right, this mess,
of a vague identity I have left.
[Harmonica]
[Verse]
Somebody help me, listen close
I would like to propose a toast
But you have to say it first
‘Cause I can’t do better than this
Let’s drink to silhouettes,
Lit up by cigarettes,
And then I’ll take requests!
I can’t do better than this.
[Chorus]
At night... I rest...
Despite... Regrets...
My life was spent on
Petty musical theft.
I've tried... My best...
To right... This mess...
The remains of a vague identity are all that's left.
I wanna be good, and I know it's bad,
But I can't do better than this.
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
Somebody help me, listen close
I would like to propose a toast
But you have to say it first, ‘cause
I can’t do better than this.
Let’s drink to all you silhouettes.
Lit up in the dark by cigarettes.
And after that, I'll take requests! Because
I can’t do better than this.
[Chorus]
At night. I rest.
Despite. Regrets.
My life was spent on
Petty musical theft.
I tried. My best.
How can I right this mess?
The remains of a vague
identity are all that's left.
I might. Confess.
I'm the only one I can blame for this.
I knew that I'd been fooled,
This, I admit.
At first. Success.
Then less, and less,
and less and less.
I wanna be a good person, after all.
But I can't do better than this.
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
I might... Confess...
I'm the only one I can blame for this.
I knew that I'd been fooled,
This, I admit.
At first... Success...
Then less, and less,
and less and less.
I wanna be good, and I know that it's bad,
But I can't do better than this.
[Instrumental]
[End]
[Instrumental]
[End]
