Bit by bit as plucky falls to sleepShe sits there in the night of terror and watches her TVAnd its so quiet here in tonite, she looks skinny in the lightIn her underwire her face so fine, she’s higher than a kiteShe says what about me; and I’m dying inside completeHave you ever wanted anything so bad you couldn’t see?(No oh oh ; no oh oh not me; no oh oh.. I don’t wanna be on TVIn my town there’s a TV station, cracks just like a splair?He’s starin at a woman, she is starin back at himYou can cut the tension with a knife; we’re expecting rain toniteThere’s a weather system blowing in from Santa Ana all nightShe thinks, what about me, so whats here on TVI don’t care about your pompous ass, I care about this babyNo oh oh ; no oh oh not me; no oh oh.. I don’t wanna be on TVEveryone in this city seems to take it like a drugSit up all night faces so white, they just can’t get enoughAnd the shows are all the same, and there’s something I can’t nameThe stickering of this flickering screen the noise numbing my brainSo I think well, what about me, I’ll just ?(mumbled)? of meThese walls and bars and then there’s whores just dying next to meNo oh oh ; no oh oh not me; no oh oh.. I don’t wanna be on TV