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Well I up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the most
I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the
If are like movies, then 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 circles of flame
If you've never stared off into the distance then your is a shame
And though never forget your face,
Sometimes I remember my name

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

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

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

Hey Mrs. Potter go
I said hey Mrs. Potter I know but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you to me

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

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

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

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

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