Everybody wants to be a showman
yeah they all got another one
everybody thinks they got a genius
everybody got me on the run
sometimes i think they come here
just so you can say that you can
and i can't get alone in my bathroom
i need to give myself a hand

ya'll cuh-cuh-cuh-creepin'
creepin' underneath my skin
fuck you and your flashbulbs
snappin' my picture again
you drank all my whiskey
you stole all my smoke
and you're crowded all around me
like i got nowhere to go

eyes are gonna roll back
i'm here to kill
time for you to go
i'm-a-gon' spill
it ain't yo fast train
i'll be the king runnin' near the wheel
i ain't lookin' to make no deals here no

you keep stickin' to me like a prickly porcupine
you're gettin' your information from the grocery checkout line
are you through confessin' of your little girl obsession
'cause i was only messin' and i had a little time