Curtain Call

This ain't a riot
It's a little taste of the way we are
No peace or quiet
Till the ceiling breaks and we brave the dark
I'm not a child
Still I want safety as a fact
It's been a while
But they took the power
Take it back

Hoping, praying, waiting for the curtain call
What will we see when the curtain finally falls?

It ain't a secret
We're all aware of the way it is
I know you see it
As an open fact of the way we live
Oh, aren't you tired?
If you didn't choose this, then who did?
Where can I find them?
I wanna tell them a couple things (yeah)

Ooh, so many stories in the same shape
Ooh, how many more of these can we take?

Hoping, praying, waiting for the curtain call
What will we see when the curtain finally falls?

Ooh, so many stories of the same thing
Ooh, for how much longer can we take this?

Hoping, praying, waiting for the curtain call
Living with this kind of makes no sense at all