So far so good I got my hands to catch whatever happens to fall past my head If I could begin to understand that what I missed is what I wanted (Is it true?) The curtain call The spotlight fades And to a dream I had a couple nights ago (and I was you) A plastic doll The silver lining to my pillow case What a show I think I'm out of luck again Sympathy calling out my name I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline I start a fire all the same Was it me? Was it someone else dressed in my skin Having fun (I am) I've had enough I'm exposed and have no memory Of what I've done I think I'm out of luck again Sympathy calling out my name I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline I start a fire all the same I think I'm out of luck again Sympathy calling out my name I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline I start a fire all the same