Same Old Story

Sid was wild when he was a kid
Never quite understood why he did just what he did
Now he wonders why nobody likes him
Now he wonders why he can’t get any respect
His is the same old story
Yet another chapter in your book
He fell flat in his moment of glory
You try to turn away, but you take a look
Now he wants us all to feel his sadness
You cannot win the game if you go insane
With all the junk spilling from his mouth of madness
Sid went high to the top of the mountain
Stood tall with the weight of the world upon his back
In a sea of money and power
He fought for his name until the final hour
His is the same old story
Yet another chapter in your book
He fell flat in his moment of glory
You try to turn away, but you take a look
Now he wants us all to feel his sadness
You cannot win the game if you go insane
With all the junk spilling from his mouth of madness
I used to be an honest man
I used to laugh, I used to cry
Now it’s gone and I don’t know why
No matter how hard I try,
I can’t lie
To myself anymore
His is the same old story
Yet another chapter in your book
He fell flat in his moment of glory
You try to turn away, but you take a look
Now he wants us all to feel his sadness
You cannot win the game if you go insane
With all the junk spilling from his mouth of madness
His is the same old story…