Player In A Tragedy (Letra)
I didn’t mean to hit the ground… but it’s the fall that saved me…
It started when I had to see her… and then I had to hear her voice…
It got worse when she taught me to breathe… then she convinced me that I wasn’t leaving…
And she pulled me back in… oh, I’d let her do it all again…
As if I had a choice…
I went back on who I am… to be here alone…
back on who I am… now she is my home…
I hadn’t had much experience… with this happiness thing…
But she forced me upon this mood… like a lonely soul who takes to drinking…
Then she struck my weaknesses… with a devilish glare…
Her oh so perpetual pout… and the smile I love and find so rare…
am I happy? I can’t tell… but the smile suggests I am…
Or maybe I’m a player in a tragedy I wrote…
But the audience is laughing… so I’ll keep hamming it up…
And smiling politely… smiling politely… smiling…
