No one knows what its like
But everyone knows how it feels
Nice guys don't finish last
When they're being truly real
Again though, oh my god
There's no one like me
Sell my story, tell it for me
You'll make it boring
So I'll do the edit and I'll do the scoring
(and this is)
The theme when you walk in
(and this is)
The theme when you walk
Nobody does know my pain
But everyone suffers the same
Life is way too short a game, to think about
The next time that you play, you play
Again though, oh my god
There's no one like me
Sell my story, tell it for me
You'll make it boring
So I'll do the edit and I'll do the scoring
(and this is)
The theme when you walk in
(and this is)
The theme when you walk
Tell me where'd them bright lights go
They don't talk about me at all
When there's nothing left to show
Will they talk about me at all
Baby would you let me know
If you talk about me at all
At all, at all, at all