I, Melvin

Mascara hides, the sleepless nights

Years of abuse, the downs and highs

A lonely drunk, staggers on stage

Weathered and worn, battered and broken, I feel my age

Like a puppet on strings, look he strums and he sings

I feel like a cartoon

I'm alone on the stage, I'm the man on the moon

I'm the deer in the headlights, I'm the fish in the bowl

I'm on automatic pilot, I am remote controlled

The second guitarist, playing on the 3rd string

I'm the disclaimer, I'm a walking routine

I'm happily a cog, stand me up, plug me in

Like a robot, I play all the songs with a grin

I'm Eric Melvin