It Ain't Easy Being Me
There ought to be a town somewhere
Named for how I feel.
Yeah I could be the mayor down there
And say "welcome to sorryville".
It wouldn't be on a map no where
You might say that it don't exist.
But if you make enough wrong turns It'da be hard to miss.
There ought to a bridge somewhere they could dedicate to me.
I'd probably come to the ceremony with a can of gasoline.
Walk on over to the other side
Where I'd light a match
Sit and stare through the smoke and flames and wonder how I'm gonna get back.
Why do I do the things I do?
Was I born this way or am I self made fool?
I shoot the lights and I curse the dark
I need your love but I break your heart
And I know the words that'll bring you back but
But I don't say nothing as I watch you pack
I had to work to become the jerk I've come to be.
It ain't easy being me.
There oughta be a side show act
For freaks like me.
I could be the star of the show w/ my name on the marquee.
In a room with a big red button that says "danger do not touch".
Twice a day I'd mash it down and you can watch me self-destruct
Why do I do the things I do
Was I born this way or am I self made fool
I shoot the lights and I curse the dark
I need your love but I break your heart
And I know the words to get you back but
But I don't say nothing as I watch you pack
I had to work to become the jerk I've come to be
It ain't easy being me
It ain't easy being me
Named for how I feel.
Yeah I could be the mayor down there
And say "welcome to sorryville".
It wouldn't be on a map no where
You might say that it don't exist.
But if you make enough wrong turns It'da be hard to miss.
There ought to a bridge somewhere they could dedicate to me.
I'd probably come to the ceremony with a can of gasoline.
Walk on over to the other side
Where I'd light a match
Sit and stare through the smoke and flames and wonder how I'm gonna get back.
Why do I do the things I do?
Was I born this way or am I self made fool?
I shoot the lights and I curse the dark
I need your love but I break your heart
And I know the words that'll bring you back but
But I don't say nothing as I watch you pack
I had to work to become the jerk I've come to be.
It ain't easy being me.
There oughta be a side show act
For freaks like me.
I could be the star of the show w/ my name on the marquee.
In a room with a big red button that says "danger do not touch".
Twice a day I'd mash it down and you can watch me self-destruct
Why do I do the things I do
Was I born this way or am I self made fool
I shoot the lights and I curse the dark
I need your love but I break your heart
And I know the words to get you back but
But I don't say nothing as I watch you pack
I had to work to become the jerk I've come to be
It ain't easy being me
It ain't easy being me
Credits
Writer(s): Craig Michael Wiseman, Chris Knight
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