| It's time to segregate and divide, | |
| Dissect the fragments and sever the ties. | |
| We must ponder the questions and bring them to light... | |
| I'm not believing what I'm thinking, | |
| Not intending what I'm speaking, | |
| Not receiving what I'm seeing... | |
| I'm a mess in the best sort of way, in the best sort of way. | |
| Your whole life has been a stage, | |
| You were only here to entertain us. | |
| All of your illusions of chance, they have been masked with confidence. | |
| I'm not believing what I'm thinking, | |
| Not intending what I'm speaking, | |
| Not receiving what I'm seeing... | |
| I'm a mess, in the best sort of way, in the best sort of way. | |
| Your whole life has been a stage, | |
| You were only here to entertain, | |
| But you're questioning everything that you write, and you don't know what's happening in your mind. | |
| When you feel these thoughts, taking hold, and the world you know, you're letting go. | |
| (x2) | |
| Your whole life has been a stage, | |
| You were only here to entertain, | |
| But you're questioning everything that you write, and you don't know what's happening in your mind. |