Well I woke up in cause that's when it all hurts the most I I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host If dreams are movies, then memories are films about ghosts You can never escape, you can move south down the coast
Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and I am an acrobat swinging through circles of flame If you've never off into the distance then your life is a shame And though never forget your face, Sometimes I can't remember my
Hey Mrs. Potter 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 memory is the memory of the it brings And there is always one last light to out and one last bell to ring And the last one out of the circus has to up everything
Or the elephants will get out and to remember what you said And the ghosts of the will linger inside of your head And the wheel junkies will spin them forever instead When I see you a of stars covers me in bed
Hey Mrs. Potter go I said hey Mrs. I don't know but Hey Mrs. won't you talk to me
All the blue light that color my mind when I sleep And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I All the perceptions 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 sparkle jet stream Well, I know I don't you and you're probably not what you seem Aw, but I'd like to find out So why don't you climb down off movie screen
Hey, Mrs. Potter, don't Hey, Mrs. Potter, I for you Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me
the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor And orders another. well, I wonder what he did for That's when I that I have to get out cause I been 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 down this bowl of stars We up in the Palace, Like it's the last of the great pioneer town Aw, we out these songs against the clang of electric guitars Well, you can see a miles tonight But you get very far Aw, you can see a million miles But you can't get far
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I touch and Hey, Mrs. Potter, not much but Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me