You can throw your conscience away
Just to land a good part in the play
Maybe there's a reason that you feel so empty
Broken bottles and junk on the floor
Its hard to notice when your eye's on the score
If you burn a picture to obtain the ashes
A bit of wind could blow what's left away
You can leave your heart at the door
You can waste all your time wanting more
You can play a victim to a broken mirror
You can sell yourself for a dime
Step on anyone who borrows your time
You can be a hero to your own reflection
You can fill your head with empty praise
If you burn a picture to obtain the ashes
You resign to throw yourself away
There's another light
