Besedila: Playing With Matches. Change Your Mind.

I'm leaving. Yeah, I heard you the first time. Hypocrites are making hasty exits. I just wanted to say goodbye. Good luck at the high rise but the regret will eat you alive. I hope they don't give you a window seat, 'cause that's a recipe for tragedy. To be waiting for days and then just walking away.
This is the part where we have our heart to heart and I say something to make you... Change your mind!
What a dramatic exit, with stage directions underlined, in all caps,boldfaced. Lies!
I've got to go before I'm late. Yeah, you're catching a plane and playing it safe. I guess daddy's wallet only opens when you see things his way. But I'll be back. What you give up on no one knows. Don't say goodbye. Don't say goodbye? Just say I give up.
This is the part where we have our heart to heart? And I say something to make you... Change your mind!
What a dramatic exit, with stage directions underlined, in all caps, boldfaced. Lies!
And the smile masks mistakes that dig the graves of mediocrity in life.
Getting up from his chair, he takes one last look around. He hides his face behind his brow. He finds the floor a more comfortable place to rest his eyes, than on me who knows he's just a coward inside!!!
He looks at me, smiles weakly. His tongue is begging to say more but he keeps it in check and makes a slow and steady exit to the backstage door.
This is my cue. This is the part where we have our heart to heart? Where I say something to...
Change your mind!
What a dramatic exit, with stage directions underlined, in all caps, boldfaced. Lies! And the smile masks mistakes that dig the graves of mediocrity in life

(Thanks to Tara for these lyrics)