Take a left at the exit please,
He´s gotta get out of this body.
His lungs collapse on the side of his guitar,
Regrets with nothing left so far.
´Cause he knows when or not to play himself.

He wears the perfect disguise
That keeps them on their feet.
Tryna´ play Prince Charming,
When he´s dying within.
Tells himself he gotta be real,
Tells himself he´s going to steal the scene.
He´s asking the question
Whether he´s messing around or he´s serious.

Take a right over here,
Please and thank you.
´Cause he gotta get his head outta the sky.
And a decision to lie,
To keep him fine.
´Cause he knows when or not to play himself.

He wears the perfect disguise
That keeps them on their feet.
Tryna´ play Prince Charming,
When he´s dying within.
Tells himself he gotta be real,
Tells himself he´s going to steal the scene.
He´s asking the question
Whether he´s messing around or he´s serious.

Time can´t buy
What we´re looking for.
It´s like an island,
Oppressed and we´re poor.
If this turns out the way
It´s supposed to go,
It feels so right,
When everything´s so blind in the lights.

He wears the perfect disguise
That keeps them on their feet.
Tryna´ play Prince Charming,
When he´s dying within.
Tells himself he gotta be real,
Tells himself he´s going to steal the scene.
He´s asking the question
Whether he´s messing around or he´s serious. [2x]