There ought to be a town out there
Named for how I feel
Yeah I could be the mayor down there
And say welcome to Sorryville
It won't be on a map nowhere
You might say that it doesn't exist
But if you make enough wrong turns
It'd be hard to miss

There ought to be a bridge somewhere
They could dedicate to me
I'd probably come to the ceremony
With a can of gasoline
Walk on over to the other side
And there I'd light a match
And sit and stare through the smoke and the flames
Wonderin' how I'm ever gonna get back

Why do I do the things I do?
Was I born this way? Am I a self-made fool?
I shoot the lights and curse the dark
I need your love but I break your heart
And I know the words that'll bring you back
But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack
I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be
It ain't easy bein' me

Ought to be a side show act for freaks like me
Yeah I could be the star of the show
With my name on the marquee
In a room with a big red button that says "Do Not Touch"
And twice a day I'd mash it down
And you could watch me self-destruct

Why do I do the things I do?
Was I born this way? Am I a self-made fool?
I shoot the lights and curse the dark
I need your love but I break your heart
And I know the words that'll bring you back
But I don't say nothin' as I watch you pack
I had to work to be the jerk I've come to be
It ain't easy bein' me

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Chris Knight, Craig Michael Wiseman