Sham-Pain -

So let’s go cry a river and find someone to blame.

You claim you can not take it and there’s always so much pain.

Let’s go get a bottle and drink it in the rain.

Pour yourself a glass … of Sham-Pain.

You’ve got the spotlight now as you control the scene.

Your act is warming up.

You claim you’re broken hearted.

You take another sip.

Your friends all stand and scream.

They’re begging you to stop, but you’re just getting started.

Chorus

The empty bottle drops (you rest your weary head).

The only thought that comes to mind is (at least I’m not dead…)

Chorus X 2