Funeral Clown Lyrics

I like your smile

I like your laughter

I stuck around in hopes that we'd talk after

I could've sworn that you'd remember my name

I guess I wasn't cool enough to drag on your chain

There you go pointing your finger at me

Saying "she's my number one, isn't she great?"

Tears spill over my painted face

I'm a clown at my own funeral

Oooh

I've got a cavity

It's hard to see it

I've got a nerve exposed, I think it's bleeding

I'm coming close to kicking and screaming

I'm hanging on as I cry at the ceiling

Here you come again, checking on me

Asking if I needed something and am I okay

Tears spill over my painted face

I'm a clown at my own funeral

Oooh

You're so popular

You're so pretty

I'm just a piece of trash in your big city

You need a break from all my sadness and pity

I like your photographs, you're in so many

Call me up of the blue more often

Remind me that I'm your best friend

Tears spill over my painted face

I'm a clown at my own funeral

Oooh

Tears spill over my painted face

I'm a clown at my own funeral

Oooh

I'm a clown, I'm a clown, I'm a clown, I'm a clown, I'm a clown, I'm a clown