I'm sick of all this fooling around And I haven't had much to do It's nothing to worry about Just a borderline case of manic depression I follow the same old line that I always have It don't work anymore I realize that the joke's on me, but I don't know why Could you turn those lights down? I know that I am just a carbon copy man And there isn't anything I understand I know that I am just a carbon copy man And I'm doing everything I think I can Everybody is out to get me I can tell by the way they look at me Just a glance from the back of the eye Going straight to the middle of what I'm feeling Did I mention the only time I'm by myself Is when I'm not alone now? Realizing that I've been had, but I don't know how Could you bring me another one? I believe in the benefit of doubt Well, I think, but I'm not so sure anymore I never had to protect myself From the sticks and the stones and the slings and the arrows Did I mention the only time I feel safe Is when you're not with me? Realizing that I just do not care anymore Could you turn that noise down?