Rev. Timothy Wright Follow

Who's the center of attention now girl
I am dressed to impress the crowd
But the celebration stops to the sound

Of a bullet piercing the ballroom
Now the intensity got greater
As my body hits the floor
Oh, how ironic it is that you

Where my friend still you pulled the trigger
But I'll be the last one standing
And the first to walk away
From this dying place you call home

The sun has burned the last time
She crawls in darkness with no light in sight
Like burning wings of an angel
It will turn the aftermath to dust

So smile for the camera
Lets make this agony last a lifetime
Burn another year gone by
But I still recall the laughter

So lets celebrate, I'm proposing
A toast to the whore that you are
This, this is the last time
I write a song in your name

A note without fate, I'll turn this around
And I most move along, no forgiveness
No second thoughts, no comprehension
Just a pure and simply goodbye

And as the sun heads down a the city turns pitch black
All that's left is the sound of her footsteps leaving
Forever, it's just an empty word
That often drowns behind the illusions

Yet we always try to encourage
Our disbelieves with such a frailty word
I often stand against the wind with my both eyes shut
Inhaling natures oldest way
To tell you exactly what you want to hear

And not even once I recalled your name
As the sun burns the horizon
And as the darkness settles in
This night will be as lonely as the next one

However, for the first time in months
I do hope for a sunrise
Tomorrow will bring me strength
Because we both know that starting over
Isn't a way to begin

Who's the center of attention now girl
I am dressed to impress the crowd