Props For Ventriloquism

You don't know this song
But I caught you trying to sing along
Your mouth is moving but the words are all wrong

False signifiers
Like little liars

(Send in the clowns)
Send in the clowns
Fucking numb from the neck down

If you don't know now, chances are you never will
Your pitcher's full, boy
But your plants are wilting on the windowsill

False signifiers
Like little liars
(Send in the clowns)
Send in the clowns
You're numb from the neck down

You speak, and I wince
But you've got everybody else convinced
You've memorized and rehearsed your lines
While I've forgotten most of mine

You know all the steps, but you've got no swing
It's an "I know why the caged bird sings," type of thing
You know all the steps, but you've got no swing
It's an "I know why the caged bird sings," type of thing

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
No swing
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Mackie Nelson, Daniel Benjamin Yemin, Jared Ross Shavelson, Joshua Noah Charles Agran
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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