And I leave in the morning
So I don't have to see your face
So I don't have to feel ashamed

As I walk down the street all I can think is
'Oh what a waste'
And you're probably sitting in your bed
With a crown on your head

'Cause you think
You're way up there
Oh-oh-ohh

As I walk down the street
I blink back the tears
Another day I've been played
And you're already searching
For a better rack

Cause you think
You're all that
Oh-oh-ohh