I Don't Want to Be on Tv

Bit by bit as plucky falls to sleep
She sits there in the night of terror and watches her tv And it’s so quiet here in tonight, she looks skinny in the light
In her under wire her face so fine, she’s higher than a kite
She says what about me; and I’m dying inside complete
Have you ever wanted anything so bad you couldn’t see?
No oh oh; no oh oh not me; no oh oh… I don’t wanna be on tv
In my town there’s a tv station, cracks just like a flair?
He’s staring at a woman, she is staring back at him
You can cut the tension with a knife; we’re expecting rain tonight
There’s a weather system blowing in from Santa Ana all night
She thinks, what about me, so what’s here on tv
I don’t care about your pompous ass, I care about this baby
No oh oh; no oh oh not me; no oh oh… I don’t wanna be on tv
Everyone in this city seems to take it like a drug
Sit up all night faces so white, they just can’t get enough
And the shows are all the same, and there’s something I can’t name
The snickering of this flickering screen the noise numbing my brain
So I think well, what about me, I’ll just (mumbled) of me These walls and bars and then there’s whores just dying next to me No oh oh; no oh oh not me; no oh oh… I don’t wanna be on tv
No oh oh; no oh oh not me; no oh oh; no oh oh…