Everybody is leaving from this town and from me. 
They`ve got the burning flame, they sure achieve their aim. 
You know that`s tough for me to see. 
Oh, how I wish I could do the same as them and go. 
Just pack my bags and good-bye, 
get out fast or fade away real slow. 
What you see is what you get right here, 
where a change is nowhere near. 
What you see is what you get from me. 
In this duckpond, leave me be. 
I pretend my life is perfect like the faces on TV. 
Yeah, that`s the only way to face another day, 
try to deny the misery. 
But those are the ways of lonely`s and like a clown, 
yeah, I do act. 
No matter where I could be or would like to go, 
I`m stuck here. That`s a fact. 
I`m too weak I`m down on my knees. 
Too feeble for something new. 
Feels like there`s nothing I can do. 
Keep on laughing `bout me, 
keep on doing your own, 
But someday I will be that one. 
Be that one. 
Yeah, someday I will be that one...