Take a photo of the man, he came here for you He stands before you like a whore, so lost and confused As for him, he gives you everything to run from the truth He's just a spectacle you keep him here to keep you amused If you knew how he felt, you wouldn't think he was cool Everyday he tries to run from himself He feels like he's got nothing to lose He's at a dead end He's at a dead end... You find your comfort in his pain it's just the way that it goes You gather round and fill his ego like it fills him with hope You claim to love him but your energy is making him low And if he reached out for help, you'd probably hand him a rope If you knew how he felt, you wouldn't think he was cool Everyday he tries to run from himself He feels like he's got nothing to lose He's at a dead end He's at a dead end... If you knew how he felt, you wouldn't think he was cool! No! Everyday he tries to run from himself He feels like he's got nothing to lose He's at a dead end! He's at a dead end... He's at a dead end...