Punchline

Everyone on this burning planet wants you

So I thought might as well just hop in line

What's the harm in a quick spin on a dancefloor?

No harm, no foul, little skin in the game

But I didn't see all this mess coming

Thought I'd take my turn and carry on

But you kept me waiting such a long time

And I held on, stubborn, unsatisfied

How long can I keep stringing myself along?

It's such a fun little game

If you want a dance, I'll give it to ya

But I might sweat clown makeup onto my bowtie

Hope I at least make you smile

And if you need a little laugh, you can always

Bop my red nose, tell me I'm a good guy

I'm a living punchline

I'm a living punchline

This wig's a little itchy at my hairline

But the rainbow curlicues really set the mood

Spin me 'round, bat at my pompoms

Break my heart and have a ball

Have your cake and eat it too

Why should you have to choose?

Endless scarf in my pocket

Fathomless heart, can't stop it

Ticking away for you

I'll lead you on the floor in these bulbous clown shoes

With no arch support, they're fucking up my back

Go 'head and cue the laugh track

Pretty people clustered 'round all keep their eyes peeled

Eager to watch me waddle off resigned

Holding out for the punchline

Just wait for the punchline

Spinning dizzy, punch-drunk and unlucky

And it's all gonna come back up

My parting gift, one last party trick

Before it all goes to shit I might as well

Give it one last shot, dance myself sick

Sorry for stepping on your foot, it's hard to see

Through the face paint running into my eyes

Did I at least make you smile?

Before I take my bow and leave the dancefloor

Give me one last setup, watch me shine

I think I've got the punchline

I can't stop the punchline

A five-year punchline

I'm a living punchline