Mr. Marquee

Boy wake up
You’re obsessed
Dragging others down
In this fairy tale mess
She wants a mansion
Wants serene
But all you've given her
Are some messed up memories
Of Livin poor
And dining on canned spinach
Where all she’s done is give
But now she’s lost in it

Mr. I’m on the Marquee
Mr. No-one else but me
Mr. Underdog when you’re just a bad team
Mr. Only self-obsessed
Mr. Overlooked and missed
Mr. I’m the thing that’s reaching the stars
Cause all you've done
Is watched yourself
Burn bridges
All you’ve done is walked away
Selfish
Waiting in it
But I’m not scared of dying
The Osmond’s did okay
I’ve got hate, cheering for me
To step off of this building

It’s too late for giving up
The family biz
Taking off
Drop your ego kid
No need to be ashamed
It ain’t you against the world
Matter of fact
They’re around the world
Singing “too late, too late, for me"
"My Annabel”
"My Annabel”