Ever get that feeling
that you're just an act
even though you meant it as a fact?
And any old equation,
you thought that it would do
and you didn't care which way
you turned a screw.
But the curtain falls much harder
when the stage is made of powder.
But the matinee plays on.
By the time they fill the seats up,
you will be gone.
Each time I save my hopes up,
they've raised the price again,
but I'm looking for a Wednesday night friend.
I see through your tomorrow, baby.
Thanks for being kind,
but you wouldn't want to know my right mind.
There's got to be a 9 o'clock.
I think that I can get there,
but I'm having trouble stayin' awake that long.
And there's so many obstacles
I've put here to distract me,
the keys must be scattered here among.
There's a matinee tomorrow.
There's a ticket you can borrow
and stay for all three shows.
Your friends are gonna be there,
even some that you don't know.
Not once did I envision
I'd be so entertained
or that I'd want to see it again and again.
And never did I count on
such pleasant company
or that the night would pass by so quickly.
And now
I want to stay till the end
with you, my friends,
I want to stay till the end.
There's a matinee tomorrow.
There's a ticket you can borrow.