Pierre Josh Groban & Original Broadway Company of Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812

[PIERRE]
It's dawned on me suddenly
And for no obvious reason
That I can't go on
Living as I am

The zest of life has vanished
Only the skeleton remains
Unexpectedly vile

I used to be better
I used to be better
I used to be better

I used to be better
I used to be better
I used to be better

[ALL]
Oh, Pierre
Our merry feasting crank
Our most dear, most kind
Most smart and eccentric
A warm-hearted Russian of the old-school
His purse is always empty
Because it's open to all
Oh Pierre
Just one of a hundred sad old men
Living out their final days in Moscow