A boy is on the stage, he is young and beautiful,
He is perfectly at home but he's miserable,
Well he must be very sensitive to have come this far,
And every single minute he is thinking of you,
And he put a lot of thought into his haircut too,
Appearance is important in his line of work

Don't buy his music and don't go to his shows,
He is just going to let you down,
It doesn't make a difference how much poetry he knows,
He is only going to leave you hanging.

The boy hates his face but he describes it well
For an audience who like him 'cause they're in the same hell,
He mistakes it for love but you didn't have to.

This is not a climax, not an uplifting chorus,
It's just a drop in the ocean,
Stay on the phone love help is coming.

I'll sing you a song and I'll put on a show but I'm still going to let you down,
It doesn't make a difference how much poetry I know,
I am always going to let you down,
I wish that it was different but it's all that I know,
I am always going to leave you hanging.