Yeah if you're a joke, girl
I'm a joke too
lyin' here lifeless as a rock
wallowing in my rich kid blues

I don't need your sympathy
I just need you here to tighten my noose
A penny for my last thoughts
and a nickel for my shoes

Well you and me, girl
we're two birds of a feather
and we're always feelin' worthless
so let's get worthless together

Let's climb to the top of the tallest tree
in the most inclement weather
we'll wait for lightning to strike and we'll come tumbling down
but at least we'll be together

I'd like to call myself a man
but that's so hard to do
when I spend all my time, mopin' and complainin'
and whinin' these post-modern blues