The city is war-torn And nearly impassable I act the lovelorn Dramatically laughable
You said you’d come see me Here underground Now it’s closing night You can’t be found
I go through the motions again and again But you are not here to see them I go through the emotions again and again And this time I actually feel them
I play the heroine I play to their sympathies I say the sweetest things To command their empathy
I asked just one thing of you, to be here Did I not let it slip that I was sincere? That was my best poker face, trying not to care I watch and I wait while you never appear
And though I’ve been spoiled by pretty privilege I am no child throwing a fit I could write the book on disappointment And you’d be the final chapter of it
So you’re a coward or Could never love me Or you have fallen To the enemy
All these people came all this way Faces stained with loss but smiling as they’re crying I would rather see you laugh at my tragedy Than choke on these tears while I’m curtsying