Now I'm an echo
Of all that's come and gone Hanging in your air still
I'm hiding in your lungs
Centre stage of
Your one week run
And I'll still be here When the lights go down
Now I'm in the nosebleeds Watching myself choke out Sick of the front row seats I'm sick of my own mouth
I didn't know it then
When you changed your smile It was easier to pretend
I'm still pretending now
And I'll still be here When the lights go down And I'll still be here When the lights go down And I'll still be here When the lights go down