Allie
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 oneAnd your mountains are obscured behind the sunAnd the person that you could be is crumbling into dust.You're in the mess 'cause you thoughtYou'd be someone else'cause the tricks in your head are a lieYeah, the tricks in your head are a lieYeah, the tricks in your head are a lieAllie, hand on your headAnd a prayer from the soon-to-be-closing libraryAnd if you looked from here, you would surely seeThere's a softness in your heart, there's a poetry to comeYou bought that gun 'cause you thoughtYou'd be someone else'cause the tricks in your head are a lieYeah, the tricks in your head are a lieYeah, the tricks in your head are a lieYou made a list of all your heroesAnd you thought about what they went throughYeah, you thought about what they went through.It's much darker, much harder, than anything that happened to youAllie, 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 thoughtYou'd be someone elseBut the tricks in your head are a lieYeah, the tricks in your head are a lieYeah, the tricks in your head are a lie