Welcome to the greatest show on earth you've never seen before, here the fairytale unfolds. What's behind the smoke and glass? Painted faces, everybody wears a mask. Are you selling them your soul? Well, you'll be left out in the cold. Is it all blue skies fun and games untill you fall, then you're left without anyone at all. You're riding on a shooting star with a smile upon your face, but soon the shine fades, and you're left out all alone, wondering where did they all go?
 Been jaded, hated, who'll be around when the limelight's faded? Been shut down, pushed out. Made to smile when I wanted to frown, always taking a bow, always working the crowd, always breaking new ground, always playing the clown. Who'll be sticking it out? Who'll be staying around when the lights go down?