I'm penniless but somehow useful
Tell me where I fit in
You're reaching out for something useful
But you keep caving in
Raised on television screens
Glossy vision like a dream
But it seems that things are not
Hollywood make believe candy coated misery
Swept under the rug

Unlock my cage
And set the stage
But not tonight

They say the good die young
Tunnel vision, no exception
Just use me till I'm done
Tunnel vision, no exception
Lie to me, lie to me
So this puppet can dance now
Mistook your faith for love
And cut my strings on the way out

Overworked, trying to fit in
Late nights are just a blur
I look around cause now I fit in
This hall of fame is cursed
Manipulated by a dream
What does it really mean
When the knives stuck in your back
Are the same ones that you need to defend from enemies
Caesar's final act

Unlock my cage
And set the stage
But not tonight

They say the good die young
Tunnel vision, no exception
Just use me till I'm done
Tunnel vision, no exception
Lie to me, lie to me
So this puppet can dance now
Mistook your faith for love
And cut my strings on the way out

He's got the look, he fits the mold
Market value high
Yeah, yeah give it to me
Naive soul, empty pockets, and desperation
Yeah, I'll do anything
Oh yeah, I'll do anything
Yeah, I'll do anything

They say the good die young
Tunnel vision, no exception
Just use me till I'm done

They say the good die young
Tunnel vision, no exception
Just use me till I'm done
Tunnel vision, no exception
Lie to me, lie to me
So this puppet can dance now
Mistook your faith for love
And cut my strings on the way out

Yeah yeah, give it to me
Yeah yeah, give it to me
Yeah, I'll do anything