"For the Last Time"
:: l y r i c s ::
I haven't been anywhere and it sometimes seems
that I am going nowhere fast, depends on my extreme.
I don't own many things, one day I might want to.
I guess it doesn't matter much, although it does to you.
Somtimes I become afraid and think you must be right,
but what I see and what I hear keeps me awake at night.

Daylight comes and then I feel that everything's okay.
It doesn't matter in the light that all the world's a stage.
Let's take a bow for the first time
Let's take a bow for the last time
and just go home

I haven't told you all the truth--it's easier to lie.
The contest we continue in should be declared a tie.
Sometimes you will look my way and flash a lifeless grin,
and when you do it always seems as if you thought I'd sinned.
Will I fix myself a goal or maybe just a drink?
Did you even notice that our armor has a chink?

Daylight comes and then I feel that everything's okay.
It doesn't matter in the light that all the world's a stage.

Who will play their part the best and take home the award?
I don't know, but it's not me because I sounded bored.
Do you even notice that "us" has replaced "me?"
It seems that you're expecting more than I agreed to be.