The View From the Barstool

Slit my throat and wrists just so Heaven knows I'm miserable And fame is calling my name, it's screaming "who are you?" And it's strange but it's not gonna change my view from the barstool Yeah They all wanna know How to sell a soul They all wanna hold a body close And I'll be Norma Jean Until you're bored of me I will wanna hold your body close But no cuban cigar As useless as a human heart And fame is calling my name, it's screaming "who are you?" And it's strange like hands on my frame but I don't wanna argue They all wanna know How to sell a soul They all wanna hold a body close I'll be Norma Jean Until you're bored of me I will wanna hold your body So close And I'm not myself and I'm not much help But I'm almost A guy you'd like you said something right You said "I wanna buy you a drink Aint you the guy from that thing? You're looking due for a fling I like your body I want your body Let's get that body to sing" Fame is calling my name, it's screaming "who are you?" They all wanna know How to sell a soul They all wanna hold a body close And I'll be Norma Jean Until you're bored of me I will wanna hold your body close 'Cause they all wanna know And hold a body close I'll be Norma Jean And I'll hold your body close