Say how's the weather, so I look out the window
To brighten my soul, but I can't control the rain
That keeps falling
Smile on the outside that never comes in
A comedy, mystery, irony, tragedy
So I scream "Let the show begin"
You break me open, turn on the light
Stumble inside with me, with me
Do I entertain you?
Do I preoccupy you with my wit to cover this lie?
Are you mesmerized?
Do you think me faithful, do you think me a clown?
I picked out this shirt, I put on this hat
I wore all this paint just for you
You break me open, turn on the light
Stumble inside with me, with me
You break me open, turn on the light
Stumble inside with me, with me
You break me open, turn on the light
Stumble inside with me, with me
© 1999 Bridge Building Music, Inc. / Pogostick Music / BMI