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