When I was a boy, I drank a pack of sixteen brews and I
Wish it would stop following me till I'm gone
Oh, what a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame
I wish that were me standing by your side till you're gone and it's
Soothing to know I can't pretend anymore
And that I know I can be a fallen egotistic maniac
That is me, I cannot let go of this life
Ooh
What can I say, a fallen egotistic maniac
That's me, a fallen egotistic maniac