Locked inside your head
Do you realise the things you said
Never made sense
We can sit here and laugh
But we don’t know the half of it
In your defence

We’ve been talking a while
And it seems to me each time you smile
Lights [bad word] on
But they don’t burn too strong
And they won’t stay for long
And then they’re gone again

Funnyman got a plan
To be something wonderful
Funnyman listening
To the world turn in on itself
Tuning in to a brand new universe
Funnyman will never be anything else

Do you remember the night
When I had to play your angel
Saving your soul
Even though you were holding on tight
Part of you was taken by
Your demons below

And with no more to lose
You said you feel like a [bad word] 
On a beautiful body
All the damage you do
Is so honest and [bad word] 
I don’t want to feel sorry for you

Funnyman got a plan
To be something wonderful
Funnyman listening
To the world turn in on itself
Tuning in to a brand new universe
Funnyman will never be anything else