This Stage

I could paint you a picture Fold it up and take it home with you Cry a little on the page Let the paint run Let the sad sit still A moment, a moment's all it takes To be woken, achingly awake Everything's a state of mind If you saw the state of my mind The paint would run on every page I feel the hurt I feel the aching I'm on this stage and they're all applauding When I was just faking I feel the sad I feel the breaking The stage that I'm on is showing its cracks And now it's just caving Every note I wrote in this book Every passing look is rude to stare I won't let you get to know me better When everything is better, I'll let you know I feel the hurt I feel the aching I'm on this stage and they're all applauding When I was just faking I feel the sad I feel the breaking The stage that I'm on is showing its cracks And now it's just caving