Pigment pale and figure fray
I feel your hand tremble in my hand
As you rest your head on the motel bed
Asking what's left behind

When you take a bow and the curtains close
They will applaud you for the playing the role
Of a wretched child with a bleeding nose,
an empty stomach, and beautiful clothes

Who's to tell of the quiet hell
Cast in your soul, burning you down
A patient too sick to wait
You sought to medicate
You meant to feel better, but all you feel is nothing now

When you take a bow and the curtains close
They will applaud you for playing the role
Of a wretched child with a bleeding nose,
an empty stomach, and beautiful clothes

When you take a bow and the curtains close
They will applaud you for playing the role
Of a wretched child with a bleeding nose,
an empty stomach, and beautiful clothes
When you take a bow, take a bow

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