I, Melvin

Mascara (eyeliner) hides the sleepless nights

Years of abuse, the downs and highs

A lonely drunk staggers on stage

Weathered and worn, battered and broken,

I feel my age

Like a puppet on strings, look he strums and he sings,

I feel like a cartoon

I'm alone on the stage,

I'm the man on the moon

I'm the deer in the headlights,

I'm the fish in the bowl

I'm on automatic pilot,

I am remote controlled

Just a second guitarist, playing on the 3rd string

I'm the disclaimer,

I'm a walking (*******) routine

I'm happily a cog, stand me up, plug me in

Like a robot

I play all the songs, with a grin

I am Eric

Melvin