You got to be a celebrity It's just like an innocent sleep So I got to run or hide, though I can't reason why
Who's gonna take the blame Who'll win at the end of the game I've got myself on one side and got her on the other side
I don't know if my head is on the right Creeping over on a sunday morning
I'm holding out for myself Thinking back has left me one thing knowing I spent my time wasting yours At last I got to run or hide
Who's gonna take the blame Who'll win at the end of the game Who's gonna die in the shame There's no solution I can get
So you do not have to remember any old broken promises
Revlon sister, so called the life twister Revlon sister, don't take me for a loser
The last time she came here she left me sleepless, and I got blue She said, "Don't you know you get just what you are due?"
"What's the color of your toenails today?" Empty voices echo around my room "I can't reason why" "Don't take me for a loser" "I really cannot reason why"
