Sideshow by Mary GauthierPeople stare and then they walk away

But there's always a few who'll stay

From the state I watch 'em close their eyes

Like a little kid trying to hide

Like they're somewhere ain't supposed to be

Watching something they ain't supposed to see

Giving in to the undertow

In the dark at the sideshow



I'm the singer at the sideshow

It's a place that orphans go

Far away from the bright lights

Hard to find on a dark night

Another truly troubled troubadour

Writing songs to even up the score

A tune for every single body flow

And I sing 'em at the sideshow



Who likes to think about their pain

Most people would avoid the rain

A sunny song will help you make it through

But constant whistling is hard to do

Too many songs about happiness

Leave me sad, lonely, and depressed

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A million miles from the radio

You can find me at the side show



I make my living at the sideshow

It's a place that orphans go

Far away from the bright lights

Hard to find on a dark night

Another truly troubled troubadour

Writing songs to even up the score

A tune for every single body blow

And I sing 'em at the side show



I make a living at the sideshow



It's a place that the wounded go



Far away from the Bright lights



Hard to find on a dark night

YOU CAN FIND US

Another truly troubled troubadour

AT THE SIDESHOW

Writing songs to even up the score

YEA, ME

A tune for every single body blow

AND THE BUFFALO

And I sing 'em at the sideshow

YOU CAN FIND US

Back in the corner where the sad songs flow

AT THE SIDESHOW

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