So far so good I got my hands to catch whatever happens to fall past my head If I could begin to understand that what I missed is what I wanted
(Is it true?)
The curtain call The spotlight fades And to a dream I had a couple nights ago (and I was you) A plastic doll The silver lining to my pillow case What a show
I think I´m out of luck again Sympathy calling out my name I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline I start a fire all the same
Was it me? Was it someone else dressed in my skin Having fun
(I am)
I´ve had enough I´m exposed and have no memory Of what I´ve done
I think I´m out of luck again Sympathy calling out my name I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline I start a fire all the same
I think I´m out of luck again Sympathy calling out my name I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline I start a fire all the same