grog shop, cleveland. march 2008.
whatever it is you think you are, you aren't:
a good friend, unique, well-read,
good looking, or smart
well now you know
well I hate to be the one to bear such bad news
I know it hurts to hear, but it's true
you don't mean anything to anyone but me
and even I think that you're blinded by conceit
so now you know
free beer and basement shows don't mean
you've made it
it's what you do, not who you were or what you wear or where you've been, so do something
whoever you think is watching you dance from across the room, they aren't
if anything, they feel sorry for you
'cause you try so hard
I know it hurts to hear, but it's the truth so you might as well hear it from a friend
you're a has-been that never was
and I know it's mean to say, but it's something I've been meaning to say to you for a while
you're a has-been that never was or will be
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