Clown Like Me

I'm a leech I'm a flea A blood sucking parasite Can't seem to get rid of me I bottom-feed Like it's a sport I'm a salesman Going door to door (knock knock) Feel sick again Strange in my skin You see that for clowns like me There's no guarantee You won't get hurt When you kiss the dirt And I'm doin' it all for free I'm spinning out again Always freak out when I'm on the tight rope I'm holding on to high hopes That I'll make it to the end I'm feeling used Like a cheap car I love to break on down Won't get you very far Cause I belong Out in the trash Set me on fire And don't you ever look back Feel sick again Strange in my skin You see that for clowns like me There's no guarantee You won't get hurt When you kiss the dirt And I'm doin' it all for free I'm spinning out again Always freak out when I'm on the tightrope I'm holding on to high hopes That I'll make it to the end