is this all that we get, what a way to go
breathe that scream into me, what a sad little show
not some rigged up holiday
where I believe in somebody who can bring me down again
is this how you make me pay
branding me with deep cuts that will never go away
did you stage this yourself, every twist and turn
what a masterpiece, will we ever learn
is this all that we get, just a shadow, just a screen
would you paint that smile made for me, just to wipe it clean