I just want to be better than your, your head’s only medicine. I just want to be better than your, your head’s only medicine. A downward spiral: Just a pirouette. G-g-getting worse till there’s n-n-nothing left. What good comes of something when I’m just the ghost of nothing (nothing)? I’m just the man on the balcony singing: “Nobody will ever remember me.” Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees. (For a:) Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing. They’re dancing till, till they can’t stand it. A composer but never composed. Singing the symphonies of the overdosed. A composer but never composed. Singing: “I only want what I can’t have.” “I only want what I can’t have.” Heralded as a king before I had a birthday with double (double) digits (digits). Fit the crown to my head but I was only a kid (Yeah, I was only a kid). Yeah I was only a kid. (Hey!) I’m just the man on the balcony singing: “Nobody will ever remember me.” Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees. Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing. They’re dancing till, till they can’t stand it. A composer but never composed. Singing the symphonies of the overdosed. A composer but never composed. Singing: “I only want what I can’t have.” “I only want what I can’t, I can’t have.” I just want to be better than your, your head’s only medicine. I’m just the man on the balcony singing: “Nobody will ever remember me.” Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees. I’m just the man on the balcony singing: “Nobody will ever remember me.” Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees. Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing. They’re dancing till, till they can’t stand it. A composer but never composed. Singing the symphonies of the overdosed. A composer but never composed. Singing: “I only want what I can’t have.” “I only want what I can’t, I can’t have.”