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Well I woke up in mid-afternoon that's when it all hurts the most
I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the
If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about
You can escape, you can only move south down the coast

Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of and fame
I am an acrobat trapezes through circles of flame
If you've never stared off into the distance then your life is a
And I'll never forget your face,
I can't remember my name

Hey Mrs. Potter cry
Hey Mrs. I know why but
Hey Mrs. won't you talk to me

Well, there's a piece of Maria in every that I sing
And the price of a memory is the of the sorrow it brings
And there is always one last light to turn out and one bell to ring
And the last one out of the circus has to up everything

Or the elephants will get out and forget to what you said
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will inside of your head
And the Ferris wheel will spin them forever instead
I see you a blanket of stars covers me in bed

Hey Mrs. don't go
I hey Mrs. Potter I don't know but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you to me

All the blue light that color my mind when I sleep
And the lovesick rejections that the company I keep
All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too
Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need to help me sleep

So I throw my hand the air and it swims in the beams
It's a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream
Well, I know I don't you and you're probably not what you seem
Aw, but I'd like to find out
So why don't you climb down off that screen

Hey, Mrs. Potter, turn
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I for you
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me

When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the
And another. well, I wonder what he did that for
when I know that I have to get out cause
I have been before
So I up my seat at the bar and I head for the door. Yeah.
We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this of stars
We up in the Palace,
Like it's the of the great pioneer town bars
Aw, we shout out these songs the clang of electric guitars
Well, you can see a million miles
But you can't get far
Aw, you can see a miles tonight
But you can't get far

Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won't and
Hey, Mrs. Potter, it's not but
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won't you to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me