Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's it all hurts the most I dream I never know at the party and I'm always the host If dreams are like movies, then memories are films ghosts You can never escape, you can only move south the coast
Well, I am an idiot walking a of fortune and fame I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of If you've stared off into the distance then your life is a shame And though I'll never forget face, Sometimes I can't remember my
Hey Mrs. don't cry Hey Mrs. Potter I why but Hey Mrs. Potter you talk to me
Well, there's a piece of Maria in every song that I And the price of a memory is the of the sorrow it brings And there is always one last light to turn out and one last to ring And the one out of the circus has to lock up everything
Or the elephants get out and forget to remember what you said And the ghosts of the will linger inside of your head And the Ferris wheel junkies will spin them forever I see you a blanket of stars covers me in bed
Hey Mrs. Potter go I said hey Mrs. Potter I don't but Hey Mrs. Potter you talk to me
All the blue light that color my mind 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 help me
So I throw my hand into the air and it 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 to find out So why don't you climb off that movie screen
Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't Hey, Mrs. Potter, I for you Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me
When the king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor And orders another. well, I wonder he did that for That's when I that I have to get out cause 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 pioneer town bars Aw, we shout out 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 miles But you can't get far
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won't and Hey, Mrs. Potter, it's not but Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me