I Once Was A Contender

It's a good day for grieving

Or reading a book

Or writhing around on the kitchen floor

Getting strung out to the sounds of Sam Cook

It's a fine time for screaming

The paper mache

But lately I've found myself much more inclined to throw knives at the empty space

Remember me

Ooh, with the lights off

Remember me, please, in the neon

Kiss cams, dripping with enviable splendor

Made to be on the big screen

Your former Miss Quay County Fair Queen

Remember I once was a contender

Yes, I hailed the train

The old smile and blush

Like when Dad punched the wall and Ma covered the hole with a terracotta jesus

Go shoot for the stars, babe, but follow the plot

Future so bright, I covered my eyes and set fire to the very thought

Remember me with the lights off

Remember me, please, in the neon

Kiss cams, dripping with enviable splendor

Made to be on the big screen

Your former Miss Quay County Fair Queen

Remember I once was a contender

Ooh, remember me with the lights off

Remember me, please, in the neon

Kiss cams, dripping with enviable splendor

Made to be right up there on the big screen

Your former Miss Quay County Fair Queen

Remember I once was a contender

Oh, god, didn't it feel good to be a contender

Making plans, shaking hands

Oh, I so wanted to be remembered

Remembered as a contender