I can't complain
You're going through hell
But you found my name
It rhymes with 'Superman'
That's skin for the game
Don't you think we look the same?
Did I tell you that she was a French teacher?
Ooh la la, parfait!
[Chorus]
No alarm for no lament
'Cos I'm Mr. Right-side-of-tragic-end
There's no regret to reel
I'll sleep in the car tonight
Under the stars, between my gear and heart
[Bridge]
Got to blow it up
Got to blow it up
Think they know enough
Think they know enough
What they holding on?
What they holding on?
Am I blowing up?
Am I blowing up?
[Verse 2]
I paid for her skills
Her skills paid the bills
Now she'll be on white sand with my girl
When I'm in jail
[Chorus]
No alarm for no lament
'Cos I'm Mr. Right-sidе-of-tragic-end
There's no rеgret too real
I'll sleep in the car tonight
Under the stars, between my gear and heart
[Bridge]
Got to blow it up
Got to blow it up
Think they know enough
Think they know enough
What they holding on?
What they holding on?
Am I blowing up?
Am I blowing up?
[Chorus]
No alarm for no lament
'Cos I'm Mr. Right-side-of-tragic-end
No regret too real