VERSE 1
One man show
So bittersweet you know
Still so young
And so alone

PRE-CHORUS
Does it matter at all?
If you make it count, or not
When you say all those things I wanna hear

CHORUS
Boy if you play your role, better act it well
Instead of a monologue I’d rather see a play
Don’t you know there’s no more lines left in your screenplay?
What a shame that I’m not gonna stay
For the applause

VERSE 2
Tell me I’m your deadly broken heart
Stitch you up to fall apart

PRE-CHORUS
So does it matter at all?
If you make it count, or not
Cuz you say all those things I wanna hear