Nobody likes you,
you a nobody,
the nobody of today…
Some of them will say,
you fell from grace,
you destroyed your life…
Am I sorry for you,
that you live in sin,
is that my fault…
You can marry a model,
it won’t make it up,
for your ugliness…
I don’t like you,
you’re fat, ugly, old,
this comes from the walls…
You see the world,
from the bottom of a glass,
it must be a bit dim…
Your music, crippled,
the kids turn it off,
they could care less…
You can say,
when I was young,
but it’s a long time ‘go…
The press would haunt you,
now they don’t care,
they can’t recognize you…
