Lyrics

I like to hide in Houdin's Arms
learn the tricks of a quick escape
but no key beneath my tongue
no silver cape is going to get me out of here.

Because when morning comes I'm in the same old place
and the mirror keeps reflecting this familiar face.
No master of disguise, no master of escape can help me run from who I am

I've been running breathless,
running breathless and scared
running most of my life and still I haven't managed to get anywhere.

I used to be the queen of the disappearing act
The curtains would open, the crowds would gasp and I'd be hiding in the back
next to the plastic flowers and the rabbit that was pulled from the hat,
That's what I used to know.

But there are just so many times you can disappear
just so many times you can pick up and leave
Soon you find yourself in a half lit room, curled up and drunk with make believe

running breathless,
running breathless and scared
running most of my life and I just can't escape that way,
that way,
anymore...