Save me from critical acclaim 

Save my smile its' too cracked from fame 

Wish me well with my fantasy 

Feel my arrogance with your sanity 



Wash me oh so painfully clean 

Disect my words with a fist full of your dreams 

Build me up and strike me down please 

Sign my name, sign my name 



It takes blood and guts to be this cool 

But I'm still, just a cliche 

It takes blood and guts to be this cool 

But I'm still, just a cliche 

Just a cliche, just a cliche 

Just a cliche, just a cliche 



Colour my views in red, white and blue 

I'm wide awake now, wide awake now 

I kiss you, I kiss you, but I'm falling down 

And all my friends are crowding around 



They're crowding around looking down to see 

But all they can see is me, me, me 

So blow me away now, with your screwed up mind 

There's no charm left now, for you to find 



It takes blood and guts to be this cool 

But I'm still, just a cliche 

It takes blood and guts to be this cool 

But I'm still, just a cliche 

Just a cliche, just a cliche 

Just a cliche, just a cliche 



I see you, you see me 

And who the hell am I supposed to be 

I don't care now but I know that I should 

Wasting away like you knew I would 



It takes blood and guts to be this cool 

But I'm still, still 

It takes blood and guts to be this cool 

But I'm still, still 

It takes blood and guts to be this cool 

But I'm still, just a cliche 

Just a cliche, just a cliche 

Just a cliche, just a cliche