Come on, I'll be a no one
For you
Got you wrong, it's not your fault
Sometimes I'd rather be a cheat
You can't keep suckling me
I was trying so hard to enjoy everything
That I ended up enjoying nothing
Serious I'm really well fed
I know greviously you needed me like a hole in the head but

Come on, I'll be a no one
For you
Stay home and write a song
For you
Like shooting star, change of heart
Something that you rarely see
Smell the lilies on me
Oh yeah

Roadside, covered in flies
And caustic soda
We're giving off the same odour
Serious I'm really well fed
I know greviously you needed me like a hole in the head but

Come on, I'll be a no one
For you
Stay home and write a song
For you
For you