I hang my head,
There’s no tunes,
For my new album,
‘Cuz I’ve drawn a blank,
Sit and think,
But nothing seems to come,
I guess I’ll come,
To record,

This dumb song,
Disgraced myself,
With what my career’s become,
I face myself,
Write some words and,
Boom, I’m done,

If I asked,
What you thought of me,
You’d say I was great,
Up to this CD,
But you speak,
With uncertainty,
You say “But, um…”
“But I must say…”

I won’t last long,
Defaced myself,
Writing this stupid song,
Erased myself,
How else could I go wrong?

What have I done?
I start a trend,
Remembered by no one,
When will this end?
Had enough of this dumb song!
I chased myself,
To somewhere I don’t belong,
Embraced myself,
With Disney sing-alongs,

This dumb song!
Forget this stupid song!