I know this script by line,
Played this part before.
Warmth that’s often borrowed,
for fire that’s never yours.
Inside I am burning,
the crowd begins to roar.
Curtains rise, the scene begins,
lines spoken once more.
Wait inside the wings,
a stage I’ve walked before.
Name never on the billboard,
go back to loves before.
Spotlight shines without me,
the crowd begins to roar.
I’m left behind the scenes,
kept hidden once more.

And I can’t make you choose me,
never take a starring role.
The crowd begins to roar,
I hear the crowd roar.

Here comes the leading lady,
in scenes I’ve seen before.
Acts like I don’t haunt her,
steps on stage once more.
Her lines I know by heart,
the crowd begins to roar.
Plays her part for all to see,
while I stay off the floor.
The lights begin to dim,
encore asks for more.
Bow to empty faces,
applause can’t be ignored.
And when the curtain closes,
the crowd begins to roar.
What’s left is only me,
I fade to black once more.

You don’t get that piece of me,
never meant to play that role.
The crowd begins to roar,
I hear the crowd roar.

And I can’t make you choose me,
never take a starring role.
You don’t get that piece of me,
never meant to play that role.
I’m better than an option,
deserve to be adored.
The crowd begins to roar,
I hear the crowd roar.

THE CROWD ROARS

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