Our Lady Peace - Paper Moon lyrics

Comes a time when you get turned around, and Life itself just wears you out, but You keep getting ready for the big parade Oh, you shine your shoes and you fake a smile Salute the players with that famous style, 'cause Keeping up has kept you in chains I was thinking that If you know a way out Than I'd like to go with you And we could burn out like candles Under that paper moon They just don't know anything at all They just don't know anything at all You find traffic jams and big TVs, and Hipsters trapped in their own irony, but You finally think about settling down Oh, you quit your job and you sell your car You burn your clothes and pray to the stars, 'cause You swore to God that you'd never end up this way I was thinking that If you know a way out Than I'd like to go with you And we could burn out like candles Under that paper moon They just don't know anything at all They just don't know anything at all At all, at all, at all, at all There comes a time when you get turned around Life itself just wears you out You keep getting ready for that big parade