To be like other girls
To fit in in this glittering world.
Don't give me songs.

GILES: She needs backup. Anya, Tara.

BUFFY:

Don't give me songs.
Give me something to sing about.

ANYA/TARA:
Ahhhhh...

BUFFY:
I need something to sing about.

ANYA/TARA:
Ahhhhh...

BUFFY:
Life's a song.
You don't get to rehearse.
And every single verse
Can make it that much worse.
Still my friends
Don't know why I ignore
The million things or more
I should be dancing for.

 
All the joy
Life sends,
Family
And friends.
All the twists
And bends
Knowing that
It ends.
Well that
Depends
On if they let you go.
On if they know enough to know
That when you've bowed
You leave the crowd.


There was no pain
No fear, no doubt
Till they pulled me out
Of Heaven.
So that's my refrain.
I live in Hell
'Cause I've been expelled
From Heaven.
I think I was in Heaven
So give me something to sing about.
Please
Give me something...

Buffy turns and flips off the stage onto the floor.
Buffy dances, faster and faster.
Dawn watches in dismay. Sweet leans forward expectantly.
Buffy spins wildly round and round and round, smoke begins to curl off her.
Suddenly Spike appears, stops her by grabbing her upper arms.
Buffy gives him a desperate unhappy look.

SPIKE:
Life's not a song.
Life isn't bliss.
Life is just this,
It's living
You'll get along
The pain that you feel
You only can heal
By living.
You have to go on living.
So one of us is living.

DAWN:   The hardest thing in this world ... is to live in it.

~ ~ ~

SWEET (clapping): Now that was a show-stopping number.