Bit by bit as plucky falls to sleep 
She sits there in the night of terror and watches her TV 
And its so quiet here in tonite, she looks skinny in the light 
In her underwire her face so fine, she’s higher than a kite 
She says what about me; and I’m dying inside complete 
Have 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 TV 
In my town there’s a TV station, cracks just like a splair? 
He’s starin at a woman, she is starin back at him 
You can cut the tension with a knife; we’re expecting rain tonite 
There’s a weather system blowing in from Santa Ana all night 
She thinks, what about me, so whats here on TV 
I don’t care about your pompous ass, I care about this baby 
No oh oh ; no oh oh not me; no oh oh.. I don’t wanna be on TV 
Everyone in this city seems to take it like a drug 
Sit up all night faces so white, they just can’t get enough 
And the shows are all the same, and there’s something I can’t name 
The stickering of this flickering screen the noise numbing my brain 
So I think well, what about me, I’ll just ?(mumbled)? of me 
These walls and bars and then there’s whores just dying next to me 
No oh oh ; no oh oh not me; no oh oh.. I don’t wanna be on TV