They promised the play would go on 

As they stumbled through the lines but

I don’t know who held the needle and 

sewed my lips shut

Or who held the strings above me 

As I danced for everyone

 I do know that who i am and what i’ve become 

Is a tragedy 

I watched as i died at the end of the play

It’s a tragedy That i can’t’ look in a diamond studded mirror

And wonder if it’s really me

There’s a tragedy 

That’ll end with a standing ovation

As tears fall down people’s cheeks 

For the actor who wore a million faces 

So how do i let myself stand in the sun

Cause i’ve always found comfort in the plays at night 

When i could stare at the stars 

And know there were lights all the way out there

And though they were so very far 

I found comfort in knowing that i didn’t need a sun 

But who i am and what i’ve become 

Is a comedy

I saw myself get married at the end of the play

It’s a comedy the way that people laugh

And i found myself laughing too

There’s a comedy inside the theater

Inside the actor

And i’ll give a standing ovation

Cause it’s the first play of many

I thought act two would end the story 

The curtains were closed and never open again 

But I also though the earth was flat

And lights were dark and the bird was a cat

And I was wrong

Cause the show did go on

Who said act two finished the play?

Who said I couldn’t pave the way