There's a block on the edge of this town no one talks about
Where the train doesn't stop
and the kids know they're not getting out
You live in the loop, the smokes on the stoop
Counting the coins you got
You work at a bar where all that you are is everything you're not
Someone tell me when
I can start again
And rewrite this story
How long can I stay
Lost without a way to rewrite
I wish I could rewrite this story
Pretty face, pretty voice; pretty much someone they forget
Hard to tell me apart from the ten other girls they just met
"We can't see the hook, we can't sell the look"
I hear it every day
"You won't be a star if you're who you are"
So I just fade away
Make me someone new
Tell me what I do to rewrite this story
How long can I stay
Lost without a way to rewrite
I wish I could rewrite this story
Change every word of every line
Write any story but mine
Someone tell me when
Can I start again
And rewrite this story
How long can I stay
Lost without a way to rewrite
Rewrite
I wish I could rewrite this story
Por: Luciano Volpe