Hall Of Fame

Staring down at your hands trying hard to react to
What they said, and they’re your friends
But the words they escape you
If you can’t even speak
How can anyone love you?
They’re waiting for you to fall
And take your place

Getting drunk all alone in a quiet hotel room.
You repeat all the most shameful things
That you’ve been through
It dawns on you, that it’s true
Fucking nobody loves you

They’re waiting for you to fall
And take your place
They’re waiting for you to fall
And take your name out of the hall of fame, oh
They’re waiting for you to fall
And take your place

They’re waiting for you to fall
And take your place
They’re waiting for you to fall
And take your name out of the hall of fame, oh
They’re waiting for you to fall
And take your name out of the hall of fame, oh
They’re waiting for you to fall
And take your place