All that work, and what did it get me?
Why did I do it?
Scrapbooks full of me in the background.

Give ´em love, and what does it get ya?
What does it get you?
One quick look as each of ´em leaves you.

All your life, and what does it get ya?
Thanks a lot, and out with the garbage.
They take bows, and you´re battin´ zero.

I had a dream.
I dreamed it for you, Dad.
It wasn´t for me, Dad. And if it wasn´t for me, then where would you be,

Miss Rachel Berry?

Well, someone, tell me; when is it my turn?
Don´t I get a dream for myself?
Starting now, it´s gonna be my turn!
Gangway, world, get off of my runway!
Starting now I bat a thousand!
This time, boys, I´m taking the bows and...

Everything´s coming up Kurt!
Everything´s coming up Hummel!
Everything´s coming up Kurt!

This time for me (ha ha ha ha ha)!
For me!
For me!
For me!
For me!

Fooooor meeeeeee! Yeeaaah!