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Stroke 9

It's Curtains For You!

 

It's Curtains For You!

(album: The Last Of The International Playboys - 2007)


Well you've got your independence
It seems you finally set the pace
And I hope you're spreading yourself too thin
In an empty void of space

You make the call and I'll follow the ball
I'll play the loser in this race
Make the decision to cement the division
And I'll try to save some face

[Chorus:]
It was me
It was you
There's nothing left for us to do
And I'm hoping the sun will make it through

Take a bow when the curtain calls
And time doesn't feel the same
All those boys on the summer nights
Feeling tired of screaming your name

I can't help but feel it's time to hit the lights
And go our separate ways
Tell me can you feel the butterflies
Can you tell me what they say?

So enjoy your independence
I hope it's all you thought it would be
It only took a few years and a million lies
Interrogation lights to see

So my bullshit meter is running hot
And it seems to be on 10
I ever felt this way before
And I hope I never do again

[Chorus]

And it's all becoming clear
It's a shame it ends right here
And I want you to know
That this time, this time
It was all for me (it was all for me)

Take a bow when the curtain calls
And time doesn't feel the same
All those boys on the summer nights
Feeling tired of screaming your name

I can't help but feel it's time to hit the lights
And go our separate ways
Tell me can you feel the butterflies
Does it feel the same
Tell me what they say

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