Roll the Credits
you rode off into the sunset
like all the cowboys do
you didn't take the girl
swinging her up behind you
the clock is sticking twelve
and Cinderella lost her shoe
and what you leave behind
may someday make you blue
from the very start
you looked for the happy ending
days of many false starts
that seemed like a beginning
every love you had
it seemed like you were winning
but it never happened that way
your wheels were constantly spinning
you came here offering nothing
and with it you are leaving
the first and last don't matter
it's what happens in between
you can right the lyrics
and the music that I sing
it all seems like a movie
roll the credits on the dark screen
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