He's not coming to ease your pain
Because he's already going out with her again
Your crystalline structures are breaking down
He messed around when you weren't in town
Tread slowly, she said
Sometimes she feels that I'm better off dead
Well then why do I still live inside your head?
And why the hell do we still share a bed?
All the miles that I've covered, all the blood that I've shed
All the miles that I've covered, all the blood that I've shed
Well, the days they converge
They blend and they bleed
I'm tired but they're convinced that it's
Pills that I need
Well I'll start a revolution
I'll start an uprising
We're gonna shove kryptonite
Into your Superman's face
Sometimes the boy gets lost in his mind
Prisoner, executioner of a whole new creation
Sometimes the boy he just needs a little time
He could write a musical, he's written a script
And he is the actor
And he is the actress
And he is the best boy
And he is producer
And he wrote the screenplay
The play is called
Les miserables, partie deux
And he is the actor
And he is the actress
And he is the best boy
And he is producer
And he wrote the screenplay
The play is called
Les miserables, partie deux
Les miserables, partie one, two, three, four.