Seeing Sound

This is the first scene of an act

With my own hand stuck in my back

Around here the puppet is the puppeteer

And I was down for the proverbial count

So what do you want from me?

Another song about apathy?

Heartbreak is a friend these days

But I couldn't care less

That's what I've been paid to say

I am lost a lot, but you can't believe me

And my stomach knots, but you can't see that

Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find it

Should I say something sensational now?

This life comes with some doubts

And now my life has become a circus

In the center ring, I'm a crying clown

It's a little too exciting on the trapeze

When you swing with your eyes glued to the ground

And pain can be like a boomerang

You push it out, it comes back again

Heartbreak is a trend these days

But I couldn't care less

I've never been that trendy anyway

I am lost a lot, but you can't believe me

And my stomach knots, but you can't see that

Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find it

Should I say something sensational now?

This life comes with some doubts

We'll roll along thinking everything is wrong

Watch our lives from afar

Looking back is not so bad

Realize what you've been missing

Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find my way

Whoa, I can't find my way, Whoa, I can't find my way