American Idol

You say good start

I say perfect ending

This world has no heart

And mine is beyond mending

Wiping down menus

Of food I can't afford

If this is my destiny

Then why am I so bored?

Am I suicidal,

Or am I hungry?

American Idol

Get the hell off my TV

Can't write songs

As well as you

Can't play guitar

The way that I want to

I can sense the future

In this Pennsylvania night

It is sealed for my protection

But if I can pick my poison,

I just might

Am I suicidal,

Or am I hungry?

American Idol

Get the hell off my TV

Breaking up is hard to do

But waking up is harder

I had plans, and they fell through

Now I'm back to beg and barter

Am I suicidal,

Or am I hungry?

American Idol

Get the hell off my TV