So you call it a show
it's an act
Not like you to be so matter-of-fact
You call it a dream
when it's hell
It's not like you to flunk the show and tell
So don't make it up
as you go along
It's always you to sing the happy song
So breathe it in
and see what's real
It's not like you to mention how you feel
So you can call it a show
it's an act
It's not like you to be so matter-of-fact
You call it a dream
when it's hell
It's not like me to flunk the show and tell
You can call me up
when I'm down
And say it's not like you
to wear a friendly frown
So run amok and truth will tell
The truth would like to see you
cold dead and buried and
The truth is
I miss you like hell
So you call it a show
it's an act
Not like you to be so matter-of-fact
You call it a dream
it's hell
It's not like you
to flunk the show and tell
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