Noone to wonder when I'll be home One more night stoned alone Ever-increasing notches on my belt I want to feel more than just sorry for myself I still feel stupid when I cry I need to try To find a way to fix my head And not be so damn self-obsessed To learn to like to be myself And not rely on someone else To care not for fears and not for doubts And just for those I care about To try because I want to try And not to try for only I I wait for something to change Maybe what should change is really me Now I can see why I was cast aside You'll all have a better love, you'll all have a better life Watch me spread my wings just to fall down Watch me waiting here, flat-faced little clown