All that work and what did it get me?
Why did I do it?
Scrapbooks full of me in the background.
Give 'em love and what does it get ya?
What does it get you
One quick look as each of 'em leaves you.
All your life and what does it get ya?
Thanks a lot and out with the garbage,
They take bows and you're battin zero

I had a dream
I dreamed it for you, Dad
It wasn't for me, Dad
And if it wasn't for me then where would you be,
Miss Rachel Berry

Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn
Don't I get a dream for myself
Starting now it's gonna be my turn.
Gangway, world, get off of [bad word] Starting now I bat a thousand!
This time, boys I'm taking the bows and
 [bad word] up Kurt [bad word] up Hummel [bad word] up Kurt
This time for me (ha ha ha ha ha)
For me!
For me!
For me!
For me!
Fooooor meeeeeee!
Yeaaah!