Looking in the hall of broken mirrors
She steals a kiss in the funhouse
A carnival of music.
Memories and unicorns
She’s gone
But she was never really there
Spinning cotton candy spiderwebs
She is the carnival
Her music
The voices
The tiny footsteps.
She steals kisses in the funhouse
Her heart a carousel
People leave it
Broken and faded
She is the carnival
Sometimes the music still plays.
And the faded photographs
Of a girl
Stealing kisses in the funhouse
The dizzy noise
Mirrors never lie
Could you see her?
Standing in her vintage lace
Handing you everything she had.
She was the carnival
Sweet poison
Little lies and whispers
A Ferris Wheel and the games you play
Leaving her
Stealing kisses in the funhouse
She is the carnival
Faded and broken
The lights still try to shine
Hold on to it
Never let memories go
Dancing in the midway
Steal a kiss in the funhouse
She is the carnival