Goldspot It's Getting Old
It's getting old, isn't it?
To love everyone else
More than you love yourself
It's an excuse, isn't it?
To be the tragic one
Strung out on Paxil pills
In the meantime
It's the same old dance
You danced on your own
The same old dance
That left you alone
Two more steps and you might fall
Could you maybe try
And sit this one out?
It's in your head, isn't it?
Bumping into yourself
Like you're in a house of mirrors
It's safe to say, isn't it?
You need to re-invent yourself
Even for just one day
In the meantime
It's the same old dance
You danced on your own
The same old dance
That left you alone
Two more steps and you might fall
So maybe try
And sit this one out
Or maybe try and sit this one out
Sometimes I'm in between
If it's time to reconvene
It's the same old dance
You danced on your own
The same old dance
That left you alone
Two more steps and you might fall
So maybe try
And sit this one out
Maybe try and sit this one out
