I just can't tell what the difference is, sorry
It seems to be the same as it ever was, and the good get left with a heart of stone
It's a lonely road I walk and I may be forever doomed to do so
And it may be I'm just meant to be all alone
Yo - all I ever wanted to do was be an artist
And show the world the distinction between beauty and garbage
I was given a conviction and followed it to its end
And attempted to keep my head above water, won't sink or swim
But oh, never was that simple
And the depression and isolation encroached, lack of credential
And oh, hold on
I didn't have the first idea of what I got myself into or what was in store, I
Find that it gets harder and harder to just breathe
When the people I love so much all turn against me
I make my effort concerted to stay consistent
I'm certainly optimistic, but perfect is such a mission now
I do the best that I can and all I get is judgement
You seem to think it was easy believe me, please see it wasn't now
I guess it doesn't matter 'cuz I'm the entertainer
I'm a lonely fool and I guess to you only a bitter stranger now