You've been giving me those broadway Kisses
You've been playing to the back of the house
And bowing your way out the door
You send me roses and pretty pictures
Your feed me candy and tender songs
Why do I believe your theater sighs
Why do I applaud your neon highs
When I know it's just a part you play
And you've memorized the lines you say
You keep telling me those tired stories
You're a pro at those worn out moves
And you smile when you add up the score
You sell me all your dreams of glory
You think of stars and your nama in lights
Why do I believe your theater sighs…
