Sometimes I get thinking I’ve passed this point life one time before

Like the rerun of some movie I’ve saw a thousand saturdays ago

I know exactly what your gonna say before it happens in each scene
and I find myself rehearsing for that blackout situation
where the punchline reaches out and punches me

I always play the same part; the good guy gets the girl, I wind up dead

Who rides into the sunset when the credits start to roll
and flash upon the screen inside my head

The show is done, the lights go up, I throw my empty popcorn box away

Go back to unreality on rubber legs, I walk into the day

Life is never logical, the faces change, the lines all stay the same

I know the cues where I came in, the exits but I can’t recall your name

So save your breath, don’t tell me how it all comes out, somehow I think I know

I’ve heard that tear stained monologue you do there by the door before you go...

What makes me take you by the hand and stand around in line one time again

Just to see the same old madness. Well, I ask you ain’t this the place where I came in?

So save your breath, don’t tell me how it all comes out, somehow I think I know

I’ve heard that tear stained monologue you do there by the door before you go...