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.