The Grand Finale

So the star of the show Spends his free time alone Connecting the dots of a popcorn ceiling Distracting himself from the mess on his sleeve He couldn't live with the failure to be a friend, to be a lover So he takes that gun And puts it against his temple His body starts to shake, his body starts to tremble He wants to pull that trigger The lights have all gone out And now you take your bow This is the grand finale Do you rest finally Why do I feel there's still a scene to be had? So the star of the show Can't take it no more The lights of the stage Makes him blind to the rage And the noise of the crowd Drowns out the loud in his head Everyone's ready to see The fucked up kid with the disease Let us ridicule The child The lights have all gone out And now you take your bow This is the grand finale Do you rest finally Why do I feel there's still a scene to be had? The lights have all gone out This is the Grand Finale But there's one scene to be had