Allie, what would you do? When there's bombs in the middle east, you want to hurt yourself When there's knives in the city streets, you want to end yourself When there's fun in your mother's house, you want to cry yourself to sleep
Allie, what would you do? With your fears, because they're adding one by one And your mountains are obscured behind the sun And the person that you could be is crumbling into dust
You're in the mess 'cause you thought You'd be someone else 'Cause the tricks in your head are a lie Yeah, the tricks in your head are a lie Yeah, the tricks in your head are a lie
Allie, hand on your head And a prayer from the soon-to-be-closing library And if you looked from here, you would surely see There's a softness in your heart, there's a poetry to come
You bought that gun 'cause you thought You'd be someone else 'Cause the tricks in your head are a lie Yeah, the tricks in your head are a lie Yeah, the tricks in your head are a lie You made a list of all your heroes
And you thought about what they went through Yeah, you thought about what they went through It's much darker, much harder, than anything that happened to you Allie, what would you do?
When your seven-year plan happens to someone else And the people in your life you would happily shelf When day falls night, you are truly on your own? You're in this place 'cause you thought
You'd be someone else But the tricks in your head are a lie Yeah, the tricks in your head are a lie Yeah, the tricks in your head are a lie
Compositores: Christopher Thomas Geddes (Geddes Christopher), Richard William Colburn, Sarah Ann Martin (Martin Sarah), Stephen Thomas Jackson (Jackson Stephen), Stuart Lee Murdoch, Robert Michael Kildea (Bobby Kildea) ECAD: Obra #10696906 Fonograma #11571116