Tuxedos

I think about eyes that watch you
I think about changes I’ve made
I think about all this fancy food
Goin’ down the drain.

I spend a lot of time by myself
Imagining great speeches I’d make
The crimes of people how could I help
But what would I say?

And when I find, when will I find someone to take?
Or did I find and I realized I was a fake

I love to be a stranger at a wedding
‘Cause tuxedos don’t discriminate
A perfect disguise, so be cool
And fill up your plate

Where will I find, where will I find someone to take?
Or did I find and I realized I was the fake

Where will I find, where will I find someone to take?
For the millionth time, for millionth time
I was to blame
I was the fake, I was to blame

I think about eyes that watch you
I think about changes I’ve made
I think about all this fancy food
Going down the drain, down the drain, down the drain
Going down the drain, down the drain, down the drain

Going down the drain, drain, drain, drain
Goin’ down the drain