The Most Melancholy Party of Pleasure I Had Ever Witnessed

I tend to sympathize with assholes
Yes, I know
They are the only kind of people
That I know of
Who can really afford to be themselves
'cause no one expects then to be something else
And that helps

So one very lonely christmas
I went with them to see
The most melancholy party of pleasure
I had ever witnessed
So I became a witness
Of what I soon would be
The most melancholy person of pleasure
Unaware of this mess

There is a writer and he snorts things
Through his nose
And you can tell he isn't sure if
It's poetry or prose
He's gonna die and get some fame
Then do it over and over again
For his fans

So one very lonely christmas
I went with them to see
The most melancholy party of pleasure
I had ever witnessed
So I became a witness
Of what I soon would be
The most melancholy person of pleasure
Unaware of this mess

I would consider myself a reclusive genius
But sometimes it seems I only qualify for one part of that image

So one very lonely christmas
You went with me to see
The most melancholy party of pleasure
You had ever witnessed
So you became a witness
Of what you soon would be
The most melancholy person of pleasure
Unaware of this mess