Carbon copy

I'm sick of all this fooling around
And i haven't had much to do
It's nothing to worry about
Just a borderline case of manic depression
I follow the same old line that i always have
It don't work anymore
I realize that the joke's on me, but i don't know why
Could you turn those lights down?

I know that i am just a carbon copy man
And there isn't anything i understand
I know that i am just a carbon copy man
And i'm doing everything i think i can

Everybody is out to get me
I can tell by the way they look at me
Just a glance from the back of the eye
Going straight to the middle of what i'm feeling
Did i mention the only time i'm by myself
Is when i'm not alone now?
Realizing that i've been had, but i don't know how
Could you bring me another one?

I believe in the benefit of doubt
Well, i think, but i'm not so sure anymore
I never had to protect myself
From the sticks and the stones and the slings and the arrows
Did i mention the only time i feel safe
Is when you're not with me?
Realizing that i just do not care anymore
Could you turn that noise down?