Carbon Copy

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?