If its all chaos If nothing's meant to be If it's all wild wild wild Cause you never set it free You can't catch it You can't push it through a sieve It's as much as you can handle It's as much as you let be You can beg You can plead You can barter with Saint Pete For half a piece of mind And some goddam certainty All your life you've been told There's a man behind the curtain And he can give you purpose for a handshake and your soul But what if it's all curtains? What if it's all curtains? Is it a gift that You don't matter to the moon? Don't you get tired tired tired Asking her to love on you But you don't wait there And beg the rose to bloom Will the record keep on playing When we've all left the room? You can beg You can plead You can barter with Saint Pete For half a piece of mind And some goddam certainty All your life you've been told There's a man behind the curtain And he can give you purpose for a handshake and your soul But what if it's all curtains? What if it's all curtains? If heaven and hell both turned you loose And let you off that leash you're already chewing through? Would you care for all the cuts from every thorn you ever grew? Would it free you up to be somebody new? Would it make what you are any less true? If this moment Is good as it can get And it's just time time time That you've been fighting with If it's all chaos If nothing's meant to be Are you living just to feel like you've got something left to leave? You can beg You can plead You can barter with Saint Pete For half a piece of mind And some goddam certainty All your life you've been told There's a man behind the curtain And he can give you purpose for a handshake and your soul But what if it's all curtains? What if it's all curtains? What if it's all curtains?