Hey golden boy,
Don let the darkness in to take you away from yourself,
Nobody else, theres nobody left to make you run,
Somebody knew, maybe its you, only left to be needing,
One of these days youre gonna wake up wondering how it went down,
Then in that daze youre gonna make up something and wallow around in your room,
Maybe its soon, maybe it won be for some time,
I hope youll be, thinking of me, and I hope you won be lonely,
Course
Hang your head, don let your hair fall out,
Hang your hat, at somebody elses house,
Game set and match, I have to give that to you, you are the man,
But wait, theres a catch, everyone sees right through you but that was the plan all along,
Cause tell me Im wrong, tell me you wanted something else,
Went to the cone, made you a splone ? now I hope you won be lonely any more,
Course
No no no, youre not a quitter,
So don don don you be bitter,
Go go go where you glitter away………
Course x2
Somebody elses house, somebody elses house.