Silver Screens And Psuedo Scenes Songtext
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well tell me what's the point of a song if the words don't mean a thing?
what do we have then darling? we don't have a thing, we don't have a thing
i'm searching the clouds, i'm falling on my knees
i'm not sure what this will bring, but its hard for me
i'm breaking it off at the television
i made up my mind, yeah i made my decision
its through, we're through
pictures and posters hanging on my wall who's gonna be my american idol?
it's you, it's you.
we're all just actors and looking out for number one, of course your gonna get framed if your the person with the gun
what do we have then darling? we don't have a thing, we don't have a thing
i'm searching the clouds, i'm falling on my knees
i'm not sure what this will bring, but its hard for me
i'm breaking it off at the television
i made up my mind, yeah i made my decision
its through, we're through
pictures and posters hanging on my wall who's gonna be my american idol?
it's you, it's you.
we're all just actors and looking out for number one, of course your gonna get framed if your the person with the gun
well give me my script and turn the page, its the same 3 word line i've been reading for ages,
the things you love to love are outdated
i'll admit that i've been hating
well badabababa
wish i could forget the things that i saw
when the symphony starts to play the credits will only fade away
well i know i make it seem easier than it really is, but to be honest with you its harder everyday
people that you thought were your friends step over your body and read you your sins, its hard to accept
i'm breaking it off at the movie screen
my eyes cannot do what they have seen
its hard for me
theres pictures and posters hanging on my wall, someone will rise and someone will fall,
thats the way it goes
when your all just actors and looking out for number one, of course your gonna get framed if your the person with the gun
well give me my script and turn the page, its the same 3 word line i've been reading for ages,
the things you love to love are outdated
i'll admit that i've been hating
well badabababa
wish i could forget the things that i saw
when the symphony starts to play the credits will only fade away i know i make it seem like my eyes are green and not
your the one with the fake ones, yeah your the one with the fake ones
well give me my script and turn the page, its the same 3 word line i've been reading for ages,
the things you love to love are outdated
i'll admit that i've been hating
well badabababa
wish i could forget the things that i saw
when the symphony starts to play the credits will only fade away
well i know i make it seem easier than it really is, but to be honest with you its harder everyday
the things you love to love are outdated
i'll admit that i've been hating
well badabababa
wish i could forget the things that i saw
when the symphony starts to play the credits will only fade away
well i know i make it seem easier than it really is, but to be honest with you its harder everyday
people that you thought were your friends step over your body and read you your sins, its hard to accept
i'm breaking it off at the movie screen
my eyes cannot do what they have seen
its hard for me
theres pictures and posters hanging on my wall, someone will rise and someone will fall,
thats the way it goes
when your all just actors and looking out for number one, of course your gonna get framed if your the person with the gun
well give me my script and turn the page, its the same 3 word line i've been reading for ages,
the things you love to love are outdated
i'll admit that i've been hating
well badabababa
wish i could forget the things that i saw
when the symphony starts to play the credits will only fade away i know i make it seem like my eyes are green and not
your the one with the fake ones, yeah your the one with the fake ones
well give me my script and turn the page, its the same 3 word line i've been reading for ages,
the things you love to love are outdated
i'll admit that i've been hating
well badabababa
wish i could forget the things that i saw
when the symphony starts to play the credits will only fade away
well i know i make it seem easier than it really is, but to be honest with you its harder everyday
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