I-94

The Entertainer
Here I am, as I'm standing on the outside looking in There's no reflection, the house of glass is all I'm living in Holding aces but it's hard to find a game to play alone Stupid faces are the only friends, the only friends I've known Gotta get outta here alive Gotta get off your face and slide Watching the entertainer, run away, run away right now Holding on to a worn out dream that's hanging off the wall It don't mean anything, it don't mean anything at all You twist the knife into my back as the black cat crossed your path But you're not listening to a word a single word I say Maybe we've got ourselves to blame, maybe you drove us all insane watching the great complainer, waiting for the breakdown I don't know and I don't care 'Cause all you wanna do is blow me away, yeah From Letras Mania