Seven fight in seven hours
Thunderstorms and April showers
Who will come to get you when it’s done
Paint a pretty face on
Swollen eyes and trembling lips
Your fingertips are losing grips on
Who we were and what you will become
You collect yourself
Before three two one
Counts the curtain up
The show must go
Just put the mask down, for a day
Nothing can last throw, it away
Anyone asks what, would you say
Keep it all together, keep it all together
And when you’re passed by what will you do
This is my last time falling for you
Gone in a flash but I’m going too.
‘Cause I may be a fool
But I’m not a fool for you
Seven nights rehearsing laughter
There’s the life that you were after
Who will come to get you when it’s done
Paint a pretty face on
Every time you step outside
Just waiting ’til the lies collide with
What we were and what you will become
