Now come one, come all to this tragic affair  Wipe off that make-up, what's in is despair  So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot  You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not    If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see  You can find out first-hand what it's like to be me  So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye  I'd encourage your smiles, I'll expect you won't cry    (Ooh)  (Ooh)    Another contusion, my funeral jag  Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag  You've got front row seats to the penitence ball  When I grow up I want to be nothing at all    I say yeah, yeah!  I say yeah, yeah!  C'mon, c'mon, c'mon I said save me!  (Get me the hell out of here)  Save me!  (Too young to die and my dear)  You can't  (If you can hear me just walk away)  Take me!    these lyrics are submitted by Mr. Brightside