I don't wanna be me anymore

Ever throwing at his home
Two glass houses, twenty stones
Fourteen yellow, six are blue
Could it be worse... quite doubtful

I Don't Wanna be...
I Don't Wanna be me...
I Don't Wanna be...be anymore

Two steps forward, three steps back
Without warning, heart attack
He fell asleep in the snow
Never woke up, died alone

I Don't Wanna be...
I Don't Wanna be me...
I Don't Wanna be...be anymore

Please don't dress in black
When you're at his wake
Don't go there to mourn
But to celebrate

I Don't Wanna be...
I Don't Wanna be me...
I Don't Wanna be...be anymore