You look him in the eye as he takes your hand
and there's no surprise what he's got planned
and you grit your teeth in anticipation of the pain and the shame and the condemnation
you close your eyes, he grips your wrist and as he runs away he starts to twist
And you're cut off from the world and it won't come back
And you pull and you pull but the rope's gone slack
And you feel like something's missing and you try and you try, but you're not connecting
Everyone's a stranger and you're on your own.
The days are long and the nights are cold.
The candle keeps burning, but you're running out of wick
And the feeling of motion makes you feel sick
And the turning page can't be outrun
And though the band keeps playing, your song is sung.
The game is played but never won.
The players change and the show goes on.
Artist: Faith No More
Artist: Los Tigres Del Norte
Artist: The Copyrights