some bad news

Whatever it is you think you are, you aren't:
a good friend, unique, well-read, good-looking, or smart.
well, now you know.


well I hate to be the one to bear such bad news
I know it hurts to hear, but it's true.
you don't mean anything to anyone but me,
and even I think that you're blinded by conceit.
so now you know.

free beer and basement shows,
don't mean you've made it.
It's what you do, not who you were, what you wear, where you've been
so do something.


whoever you think is watching you dance from across the room,
they aren't.
if anything, they feel sorry for you
'cause you try so hard
I know it hurts to hear, but it's the truth
so you might as well hear it from a friend


you're a has-been that never was.


I know it's mean to say but it's something I've been meaning to say to you
for a while.
you're a has-been that never was
or will be.