Bittersweet

Everyone is happening, all the girls and boys.
Everyone is trying, to make a little noise.
Everyone is listening, nothing to say.
Everyone is dying, to give themselves away.

All of the pretending, all the pseudonyms,
Play it like a board game, sing it like a hymn.

It’s bittersweet.
It’s bittersweet.
Every curtain falls eventually.

A big year in the headlines, you finally got your shot.
Tough year in the bylines, no one read the plot.
Big year at the box office, everyone’s at your show.
Strange year on the home front, nobody knows.

Finally found your wheels kid, take ‘em for a spin.
Play it like a board game, sing it like a hymn.

It’s bittersweet.
It’s bittersweet.
Every curtain falls eventually.

You better take a picture, you better write it down.
What you always wanted, won’t always be around.

It’s bittersweet.
It’s bittersweet.
Every curtain falls eventually.