After The Curtains Close
Jonathan Bree
Swinging on a star
Enchanted by your charm
Swan onto the stage
Holding your bouquet
But after the sideshows
After the curtains close
There's no need for an oddity
You won’t speak their language
You're left a wounded narcissist
And no one wants your babies
(Honey don't despair, she's still out there)
She's still out there
(Some days will be harder to bear)
She's somewhere
(Honey don’t despair, she's still out there)
She's still out there
(Some days will be harder to bear)
(You just have to get through it)
But after the sideshows
After the curtains close
There's no need for an oddity
You won’t speak their language
You're left a wounded narcissist
And no one wants your babies
