(Finn)

The hangman's in the noose

The prisoner is loose

The wheel has come around

And the velvet curtain coming down

And left it there

A suitcase on a chair

I feel my weight

And something tells me

There's a river underground

In a place where there's no one to be found

And no one came to see

The oldest show in town (x3)

Santa's on the cross

Innocence is lost

The music's in your mind

And the windscreen wipers move in time

No one came to see

The oldest show in town (x2)

And the stranger was a ghost

The killer was a priest

Took the first excuse

Made the madness seem cute lipped

On your own you'll find your own escape

There are many ways to choose

And I don't know which one you should take

A home is all you want

On the back of a truck driving down the street

It doesn't seem so much

But it's all you need to make your life complete

No one came to see

The oldest show in town (x3)

No one came to see

I lean the slightest bit towards you

White turns into brown, light goes to black

Your eyes danced in my reflection

And the horse ate my trousers