Hall of Fame

Staring down at your hands trying hard to react to
What they said, and they’re your friends but the words they escape you
If you can’t even speak how can anyone love you?
They’re waiting for you to fall, and take your place
Getting drunk all alone in a quiet hotel room
You repeat all the most shameful things that you’ve been through
It dawns on you, that it’s true, fucking nobody loves you
They’re waiting for you to fall, and take your place
They’re waiting for you to fall, and take your name out of the hall of fame, oh
They’re waiting for you to fall, and take your place