s a n t a   m o n i c a   -   e v e r c l e a r i am still living with your ghost lonely and dreaming of the west coast i don't want to be your downtown i don't want to be your stupid game with my big black boots and an old suitcase i do believe i'll find myself a new place i don't want to be the bad guy i don't want to do your sleep walk dance anymore i just want to see some palm trees go and try to shake away this disease we can live beside the ocean, leave the fire behind swim out past the breakers, watch the world die i am still dreaming of your face hungry and hollow for all the things you took away i don't want to be your good time i don't want to be your fall back crutch anymore i'll walk right out into a brand new day insane and rising in my own weird way i don't want to be the bad guy i don't want to do your sleep walk dance anymore i just want to feel some sunshine i just want to find some place to be alone we can live beside the ocean, leave the fire behind swim out past the breakers, watch the world die we can live beside the ocean, leave the fire behind swim out past the breakers, watch the world die
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		Act V. THE TRUTH. (Love is hard work. And, sometimes, hard work can really hurt.) Love is a game. If they didn't tell you before, we will tell you now. Love is a game and if you play you either win, lose, or get ejected before the game is over. There are no ties. Maybe you'll lose and learn some great, meaningful answer from it all (like if it looks to good to be true, it is). It's easy to love something when you don't have to work at it. It's harder when it asks something of you. You just might be afraid to give. Give it anyway. The heart is the most resilient muscle. It is also the stupidest. So if this love you've found is good to you, hold it, keep it, shout about it. If it isn't, then maybe you should just become very good friends.