Confetti

Every little time that you spend worrying
I know that you feel the air you breathe is not enough
Pretending you are someone else poor boy
It won’t help you stop the late night itch up on your back

I can tell by the way you talk
I can feel it when you lie
It’s your party boy
Let’s blow off the confetti
This is not the end…this is not the end my friend

Every little time that you spend worrying
Thinking all those great days as a tape you can’t rewind
You got to keep on going, keep on going
Even though you know this time true friends are hard to find

I can tell by the way you talk
I can feel it when you lie
It’s your party boy
Let’s blow off the confetti
This is not the end…this is not the end my friend