I can't watch this play again
Too many times I've stayed the pen
Always hoping that someone would yell "Stop"
Make the arm drop lame
But no one came
Still the show would carry on
Stripping away the false icon
While we would stand there stupid
Watching and waiting, waiting and watching, dumb
Our brainstems numb
It could have been something in their eyes
Maybe it was something in the way he smiled
It could have been nothing, who's to say
Maybe there was something in my way
And later on I heard him say
"What the hell is wrong with kids today"
I didn't have the nerve to tell him I thought heredity was to blame
For more than the blood in their veins
It could have been something in their eyes
Maybe I was something in the way he smiled
It could have been nothing, who's to say
Maybe there was something in my way
But I can't think that way
No, I can't think that way
I can't think that way
I can't watch this play again
But if I don't stop this soon, I don't know who will or when
It's like I've gotten stage fright
Paralyzed, waiting for some white knight
That's nowhere in sight
It could have been something there eyes
Maybe it was something in the way he smiled
It could have been nothing, who's to say
Maybe there was something in my way
Maybe there was something in my way
Maybe there was something in my way
In my way (Maybe there was something in the way)
In my way (Maybe there was something in the way)
In my way (Maybe there was something in the way)
In my way