SeeYouSpaceCowboy…
Chewing the Scenery
Can you picture this?
Painting a portrait that puts me to rest
We're moving backwards

Well, it is
Is it this?
Is it just?
This is bliss
Well, it is
Is it this?
Is it just?
This is bliss
This is bliss
This is bliss
This is bliss

Who'll stop the bleeding
As you're stabbing my heart with the dullest of knives?
Does this bring you joy? (Who's side are you on?)

(Still) This game we play seems rigged
(We push on) The house we built still feels empty
(Missteps are) plenty (in this play)
We plant our feet and hold on till the climax

Now the crowd won't seem so pleased with this display
Brought to tears, betrayed by this self-immolation
This act is a charade, we forgot our lines
It's time to improvise, shred this usеless script
Let's get a round of applausе

Well, it is
Is it this?
Is it just?
This is bliss
Well, it is
Is it this?
Is it just?
This is
Time out, restart

We've been here before, you pull me in
"Like a moth to a flame," you said
This is how it ends, don't fool yourself
This must be the end, swan song

Who'll stop the bleeding
As you're stabbing my heart with the dullest of knives?
Does this bring you joy?
Buried and breathing
Now there's blood on your hands, you know damn well it's mine
Does this bring you joy? (Who's side are you on?)
Move

We're chewing the scenery now