Carbon Copy

I'm sick of all this fooling around

And I haven't had much to do

It's nothing to worry about

Just a borderline case of manic depression

I follow the same old line that I always have

It don't work anymore

I realize that the joke's on me, but I don't know why

Could you turn those lights down?



I know that I am just a carbon copy man

And there isn't anything I understand

I know that I am just a carbon copy man

And I'm doing everything I think I can



Everybody is out to get me

I can tell by the way they look at me

Just a glance from the back of the eye

Going straight to the middle of what I'm feeling

Did I mention the only time I'm by myself

Is when I'm not alone now?

Realizing that I've been had, but I don't know how

Could you bring me another one?



I believe in the benefit of doubt

Well, I think, but I'm not so sure anymore

I never had to protect myself 

From the sticks and the stones and the slings and the arrows

Did I mention the only time I feel safe 

Is when you're not with me?

Realizing that I just do not care anymore

Could you turn that noise down?