Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A minor novelty
Worn, torn and draped with comedy
Perched up high upon your shelf
All tense and no sense for one's self
[Verse 2]
To no applause
To stand on your own
I never knew I could be
A stranger in my own home
[Verse 3]
A faint silhouette
Mismatched against a different palette
Lost amongst the cast and crew
All tense and no sense, who knew?
[Verse 4]
To no applause
To stand on your own
I never knew I could be
A stranger in my own home
[Verse 5]
I will rearrange the room to suit my view
I will rearrange the stage to suit my view
And I won't continue to break, bend or shape for you no more
And I won't continue to break, bend or shape anymore
Written by: Campbell James Burns, Nathan Delizzotti
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