Now I'm singing to empty chairs and your silence is suffocating. I remember when you believed in me back when the music meant everything. Now you turn away when I need you most. Can't you see I'm disappearing? Tell me why you stop coming around. When the curtain falls I hear no sound. Are you tired of my broken songs? Have I been performing all along? This stage feels cold without your eyes. I'm just an actress telling lies.

Are you tired of who I've become, but tired of who I'm running from? I thought the spotlight would save us both. But it's pulling me further away from you. Now I'm questioning every note and I don't know what else to do. The reviews don't matter anymore when you're not there to read them with me. Trade every standing ovation for one more night when you leave. Are you tired of my broken songs? Have I been performing all along? Off this stage is cold without your eyes. I'm just an actress telling lies.

Are you tired of who I've become or tired of who I'm running from? Maybe I lost myself somewhere between the person and the part I play. If I stepped down from all of this, would you still want me anyway? I'm tired of these broken songs for too long. This stage means nothing. Your eyes being so