Verse 1:            I’m six years old, and the kid next door doesn’t like my looks;

                        He tries to turn my face around; he’s got a mean left hook.

                        My mother tends my bleeding lip as she forces a brave smile.

                        She says I’ll live to fight again, now go back out for a while.

Chorus:            Go on and play through the pain; don’t let them see you hurting;

                        You can feel the table’s turning when you play through the pain.

Verse 2:            At seventeen I’m a rising star in the high school drama club;

                        Our year-end show is “Music Man,” I’ve got the lead locked up.

                        But John Green gets the role instead ‘cause he has that rugged chin.

                        So as I join the chorus line, I remind myself again…

Repeat chorus.

Bridge:             It was just two years ago that she appeared out of a dream;

                        She stroked the keyboard while I strummed along;

                        Yes, we made lovely music then, but things weren’t as they seemed,

                        It was life to me, but to her only a song.

Verse 3:            These days I often think of her through an anguished haze;

                        My poor guitar is still untouched since we went our separate ways.

                        But lately it’s been calling me to free it from the dust,

                        I don’t have quite the heart to pick it up, and yet I must.

Repeat chorus.