One more strive of the drink and drive
With the crashes within one just gets to hound
The other one rebound
And no prize to win, you trip and stumble
As you try to juggle those staged sorries like papercuts
They just build up, one slower defeat
Now what is there left to prove?
Is there something left to lose?
You've been playing bowies with me
Tell me who are you supposed to be
'Cause I don't know you anymore
Rabbits out of hats, the amazing trapeze cats
It won't do it for me
'Cause I can perceive the tricks up your sleeve
Your magician days are gone
(Refrão)
Now what is there left to prove?
Is there something left to lose?
You've been playing bowies with me
Now who are you supposed to be
'Cause I can't do this anymore
'Cause I'm tired, I'm tired of being alone
You've been playing bowies with me
Tell me who are you supposed to be
'Cause I don't know you