This is the role I was born to fake A crucified villain, middle-aged I memorized my lines and taught myself to cry So on with the show I've got a reputation of fucking up to uphold Whatever reservations I had before I have no more This is a cold for which I could not brave To the bone To the heart To be taken to my grave I foolishly thought you'd thaw eventually On with the show I've got a reputation of fucking up to uphold Is it my imagination or have we been here before? I recognize those hopeless eyes and tired lines Every spike on the floor reminds me of where I should be This is the role I was born to fake It's not a choice I made So on with the show I've got a reputation of fucking up to uphold Whatever reservations I had before are out the door