I don t keep a journal
cos I don t have to write it down
To remember how I felt
Those day I couldn t wipe the smile away

And I don t take pictures
But maybe I should start
Cos my old friends have all become a blur
Just one giant happy face

I wish I d have know
They d break me in half
If given half a chance
And one nigh alone
Can be murder
On my confidence

Waking up late or
Not waking up at all
My alarm clock still holds a grudge
from the time I threw it at the wall

And everyone s shifty
And everyone s a con
But it s the ones who ve got nothing to sell
Make me the most uncomfortable

And all the best things I do
They happen by accident
And I don t want to be
Part of this game
And I guess
That makes me blessed
Or cursed
But it s all the same

And I won t star in my movie
Because I can t remember my lines
I thought I was a real scene-stealer
But the academy won t know my name
Come award time

Spoken like a selfish
And egocentric prick
And when I think about the things I think
Sometimes
It kind of makes me sick