At least we stole the show No heroes, villains, one to blame While wilted roses fill the stage And the thrill, the thrill is gone Our debut was a masterpiece We used to have it all, but now's our curtain call So hold for the applause, oh And wave out to

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (Make it real loud) Give me that thing that I love (Turn the lights on) (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the

Hey girl I wanna give you a round of applause You deserve a standing ovation 'Cause you got me falling in love, with all the things you do If there call trouble, call her right back Showing PDA in every way eh I never pictured me doing this saying I was

And now you're trembling on a rocky ledge Staring down into a heartless sea Nothings what you thought it would be Proud swagger out of the schoolyard Waiting for the world's applause Rebel without a conscience Martyr without a cause Static on your