Hall Of Fame

Tell me what it means, tell me what it means
God knows I've been trying everything
Tell me what you want, tell me what I want
I know that I'm always lost
Did you know that I would sink just like you wanted me to?
Or was it convenient?

I'm sure you put a lot of thought into both of those words
And now I'm slipping in a forest fire, trying to save what is left of me
Did you know that I would fall for almost anything?

..And everything..

I will open up the door and tell you all my favorite things
And how I thought I broke my arm in the middle of last Spring
And you won't really care at all, a smile fixed until I'm dead
And I will play you all the songs that I have stuck inside my head
A waste of space and air and time
Please make me think that you are mine
You can ignore me everyday
I'm in the rebel Hall of Fame

And I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry
I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry