Stand Up Tragedy

Pardon me sugar I'm the man underneath your thumb

But I won't take your balance and I won't chew your bubblegum

White heat, indiscreet, any day now obsolete

Know you've seen your best days

I will still walk down your empty street

Well you look like salvation but you taste like a refugee

You say you've got no soul but you look like you do to me

If I was the melody you were the symphony

Honey loving you took the very best of me

I don't need your red wine covered sympathy

Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy

Well I've been pushing up daisies

Just to catch a glimpse of something real

When I see you coming I might just as well give up and kneel

Well if you saw me broken won't you put me out my misery

Well I don't do handsome and you don't do sympathy

If I was the melody you were the symphony

Honey loving you took the very best of me

I don't need your red wine covered sympathy

Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy

Wrong from the get go

Let it slide

Tell 'em what they don't know

Sing them praises far and wide

Give those speeches

Ring them bells

Mama don't know what she preaches

But she sure looks dignified

Well she sure looks dignified

Well she sure looks dignified

If I was the melody you were the symphony

Honey loving you took the very best of me

I don't need your red wine covered sympathy

Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy

Take my only guarantee

I can be your slave if you'd only beg for me

I don't need your red wine covered sympathy

Just another punchline in your

Stand up

Sit down

Lie back

Turn round

Play dead

For me

Stand up tragedy