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Oh, they're gonna love me when I look them in the eye and say
"I'm damaged, but I'm hopeful!" "I'm gonna keep on trying because
love is really all we need! Love's the snake oil tonic that will
cure our every evil!" (and I'll sell it like I mean it from the stage).

I'm vulnerable, approachable, your folks would probably love me
and your imaginary conversations probably sound like this:
They've got some very valid questions about my songs and my intentions
and the fact I've never settled down; "isn't anybody wondering where you are?"

This is home: the stage, the States
all I own in one suitcase
all the people that i've loved left back
in places I've called home

Let's play truth and consequences? First the truth: I'm not that interested
I've been burned a couple times, so now I'm the one who starts the fires
And I probably still believe in love; the problem is, I just can't trust
So where does that leave us? (well) How about those consequences?
I've got this moat around my heart
chock full of mud and monsters

and my archers never sleep, so use your powers of observation
this stage is more than just the lights and all the adulation:
it's the only place where I can be alone... without --- being alone.

This is home: the stage, the States
all I own in one suitcase
all the people that i've loved left back
in places I've called home! Someday, I'll stop this war
Someday I'll fall in love, and know what love is for
but for tonight, I'll sell the box and keep the contents under lock and key
and by the time you realize you've lost the game, I'll be
another several homes away, up on some solitary stage
alone again.

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