Take a photo of the man, he came here for you
He stands before you like a whore, so lost and confused
As for him, he gives you everything to run from the truth
He's just a spectacle you keep him here to keep you amused
If you knew how he felt, you wouldn't think he was cool
Everyday he tries to run from himself
He feels like he's got nothing to lose
He's at a dead end
He's at a dead end...
You find your comfort in his pain it's just the way that it goes
You gather round and fill his ego like it fills him with hope
You claim to love him but your energy is making him low
And if he reached out for help, you'd probably hand him a rope
If you knew how he felt, you wouldn't think he was cool
Everyday he tries to run from himself
He feels like he's got nothing to lose
He's at a dead end
He's at a dead end...
If you knew how he felt, you wouldn't think he was cool!
No!
Everyday he tries to run from himself
He feels like he's got nothing to lose
He's at a dead end!
He's at a dead end...
He's at a dead end...