Some days he feels so empty
Just a talking head
Married to a Klingon
Who could cream him in the press
God could detonate him
God's the one we pick to curse us
Twenty-five years pass him
Like an evening at the circus
CHORUS
Don't sacrifice yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself
Surprise yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself
There it is, the look, the winner you once talked of being
Give her one last kiss and
Dive right out the window screaming
No truth decent, it was Summer from the waist down
She blew the shoes right off your feet
And tells you she's God's Grammy
CHORUS
Her, the only game in town, a queen of confidence
Blind in front of mirrors, proving nothings says a lot
Wham bam thank you Charlie
Vanity is all
You wander lonely to the scene
A crawling up the walls
Don't sacrifice yourself