Weezer

When I look in the mirror
I can't believe what I see
Tell me, who's that funky dude
Starin' back at me?
Broken, beaten down
Can't even get around
without an old-man cane
I fall and hit the ground
Shivering in the cold
I'm bitter and alone
Excuse the bitchin'
I shouldn't complain
I should have no feeling
'Cuz feeling is pain
as everything I need is denied me
and everything I want is taken away from me