I didn't mean to hit the ground... But it's the fall that saved me...
It started when I had to see her... And then I had to hear her voice...
It got worse when she taught me to breathe... Then she convinced me that I wasn't leaving...
And she pulled me back in... Oh, I'd let her do it all again...
As if I had a choice...

I went back on who I am... To be here alone...
Back on who I am... Now she is my home...

I hadn't had much experience... With this happiness thing...
But she forced me upon this mood... Like a lonely soul who takes to drinking...
Then she struck my weaknesses... With a devilish glare...
Her oh so perpetual pout... And the smile I love and find so rare...

Am I happy? I can't tell... But the smile suggests I am...
Or maybe I'm a player in a tragedy I wrote...
But the audience is laughing... So I'll keep hamming it up...
And smiling politely... Smiling politely... Smiling...
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Player In A Tragedy Lyrics

King Nancy – Player In A Tragedy Lyrics