I Saw The Sun...

No complex metaphors, I watch the screen,
Thirty years old, but I feel sixteen.
One more pill for a Hollywood day,
Watch my reflection fade away (Oh yeah)

 Cherry cola on the cold, cold floor
I don't wanna play the game no more
(No More)
They want me soft, but I will not bend,
This is my life, not a happy end
(Happy End)
 
Oh, oh, oh! Yesterday I saw the sun
Oh, oh, oh! Now the Brat Pack is done

New York Post says my verses are bad,
Laugh at the secrets that make me sad.
Hospital clock ticking at 3 AM,
I’m running fast from the shadow of them.

Cherry cola on the cold, cold floor
I don't wanna play the game no more
(No More)
They want me soft, but I will not bend,
This is my life, not a happy end
(Happy End)
 
Oh, oh, oh! Yesterday I saw the sun
Oh, oh, oh! Now the Brat Pack is done (Almost)
 
You loved the basket case, the teenage stare!
But you don't love the blood and messy hair!
Is anyone there?!

Don't you, don't you look away!
Yesterday, yesterday...
Oh, oh, oh!