She's leaving

She's moving faster than a comet can fly away, Oh

And wondering, "Oh where in the hell am I going to land?"

The motion, The streets are crackling with a fire tonight

Slow motion, The neon screaming on an endless night

And maybe you, You're in the middle

And maybe you, You're in between

And maybe you, you feel the pressure

Swallowing you

You fake it, You want it quckly so the sun may rise again, Oh

But it'll break you, A thousand pieces of a broken dream,

The roaring... The ferris wheel is breathing life tonight

Forewarning... The carousel is spinning higher tonight

And maybe you, You're in the middle

And maybe you, you're in between

And maybe you, you feel the moment

the victim is you

I walked the streets with my eyes closed

kneeling down to stroke the pavement

I don't know... Is it real Or is it, Just an illusion?

And maybe you, You're in the middle

And maybe you,You're in between

And maybe you, you feel the pressure Swallowing you