I’m the clown in your circus I’m the one one who twirls To stumble down to the ground At your feet in ballerina shoes Where you dance circles around me With perfectly choreographed grace When I needed a hand up You were nowhere to be found When I needed big laughs I got your disapproving frown I know I’m the fool in the show But my makeup is wearing thin Smiling for crowds under the tent The spotlight hides tears falling While you’re still there dancing Collecting all of their applause I could have been the big star If it wasn’t for your big shadow The big top is tumbling down Packing up to move to the next town With the lights off everything looks dim Maybe I will stay here this go round Let my dancing princess keep her crown A main attraction doesn’t need a clown
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