Your things do not belong here
They now look out of place
Just like a crooked painting
Your face would not stay straight

We’ve got to get out while we can
Our peace we will forever hold
One more night without a blanket
Someone’s bound to catch a cold

Just like the devil’s disguise
So are the days of our lies

But before you leave I have
A confession to make
It was only to impress your parents
All those nights I washed the plates
Scratched on an actors textbook
‘There are some things you just can’t fake’

Now I’ve got dishpan hands

Now the show is finally over
There’s something I must stress
There will be no more revivals
My love I repossess

We missed our curtain call
There’s nothing left to say at all


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