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Well I woke up in mid-afternoon that's when it all hurts the most
I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm the host
If dreams are like movies, memories are films about ghosts
You can never escape, you can only move south the coast

Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and
I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of
If never stared off into the distance then your life is a shame
And though I'll never forget face,
Sometimes I remember my name

Hey Mrs. don't cry
Hey Mrs. I know why but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you to me

Well, there's a piece of in every song that I sing
And the price of a is the memory of the sorrow it brings
And there is one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring
And the last one out of the has to lock up everything

Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will inside of your head
And the wheel junkies will spin them forever instead
When I see you a blanket of covers me in bed

Hey Mrs. don't go
I said hey Mrs. Potter I don't but
Hey Mrs. Potter you talk to me

All the blue light reflections that my mind when I sleep
And the lovesick rejections that the company I keep
All the razor that cut just a little too deep
Hey I can as well as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep

So I my hand into the air and it swims in the beams
It's just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet
Well, I know I don't you and you're probably not what you seem
Aw, but I'd sure like to out
So why don't you climb down off that movie

Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I for you
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me

When the last of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor
And another. well, I wonder what he did that for
when I know that I have to get out cause
I have there before
So I gave up my seat at the bar and I for the door. Yeah.
We drove out to the desert just to lie beneath this bowl of stars
We up in the Palace,
Like it's the last of the pioneer town bars
Aw, we out these songs against the clang of electric guitars
Well, you can see a miles tonight
But you can't get far
Aw, you can see a million tonight
But you get very far

Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won't and
Hey, Mrs. Potter, not much but
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me