The curtain is closed But it doesn't feel like it's the end I need a curtain call To make me feel like it's pretend
Reality sets in As I drain another pen Putting out my frustrations On who was now and who was then
I look at the pictures And the feelings grow I feel like I could tell you anything then Tears flow
And moving on makes my fears show Because all I know is I don't know
So I'll slap on another fake smile Like Mister Potato Head styles Wishing that maybe this is another one of your Trials I'll fall asleep and wake up in simpler files
Wondering is this for good Or just for a while Scoop another throw it in a pile Wishing it was all labelled clearly in the aisle
Or I'll let it just Float up stream
I need another vacation I just got back today This place feels un-natural I don't fit in this way
This bad luck streak Multiplies I'd say Is whatever you feel Ever going to portray?
I smell your scent On my pillow tonight I feel like I need you But I'm tired of our fights If following your heart means the clearist light If I feel this way does it mean you might?
