Looks like you're just waking up
You think the circles will disappear
But they don't
They wanna walk
But you're not trying it
They wanna talk
But you're not buying it
You could say one thing to take it back
But you won't
You can dream it went a different way
Close your eyes and fly the lie away
Rewrite the ending of the play
Take a shot and plot your heart away
Your heart away
The belle has finally left the ball
Still waiting for that other shoe to fall
Some basic rules
But you don't follow them
Gaggle of fools
But you don't bother them
You make it all up as you go along
But you're not going anywhere
You can dream it went a different way
Close your eyes and fly the lie away
Rewrite the ending of the play
Take a shot and plot your heart away
I could be the canvas and the clay
If you let me through
Stick around for just another day
And help me help you
You can dream it went a different way
Close your eyes and fly the lie away
Rewrite the ending of the play
Just take a shot and plot your heart away
I could be the canvas and the clay
If you let me through
Stick around for just another day
And help me help you
Writer(s): Robert Benedict, William Moran, Michael Borja, Stephen Norton
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