Oh Mr. Lovely,
I see it's you again.
Oh Mr. Lovely,
You've worn a groove, my friend.
Well, you said you'd say goodbye.
You should try and prove you right.
Was I wrong?
Tell me how long is long enough.
I think I'm raw.
Are you done if I applaud?
I thought that you'd be long gone.
Oh, Mr. Lovely.
Maybe you've been there.
Maybe you know.
He isn't pretty,
Looks like a hole.
And he never said a word.
His composure was absurd.
Was it just so I'd feel worse?
Well, it worked.
He reruns each episode
In high def and slow-mo.
I'm just about to choke
On this show.
The more I know the more it hurts,
The more I hate my handiwork.
Oh Mr. Lovely,
I see it's you again.
Oh Mr. Lovely,
You've worn a groove, my friend.
Well, your act is overplayed.
All the characters are slayed.
And the audience is
Worn and frayed.
There's nothing left to raid.
It's the last call of the day.
The lights are on.
I think I'm okay.