If I could be the man you want me to be You would be insignificant to me The weight of the world, the weight of the world Is weighing on you But I will not lose my place at the front of the queue At the front of the queue I'm hungry like his wolves most of the time And I've got this mellowdrone in the back of my mind A permanent stain, a permanent stain A permanent bruise But I will not lose my voice when I'm talking to you When I'm talking to you You don't know anything about me I should ignore your needs and cast you aside Or push up on other "she's" right in front of your eyes I should have been him, I should have been him If I wanted you And not a pink elephant at the Barbeque At the barbeque You don't know anything about me I've got a razor's tongue and a four letter word Just take it or leave it hun, I'm the salt of the earth It could have been me, it could have been me It could have been you Now all you get is an angry song and a "how do you do" You don't know anything about me