Tekster: Dead Letter Office. The Comeback Kid.

Blinded by the flash bulbs, the shot-gun glitter sparks
Little lights out dancing in the dark
I won't be here for long but I'll be sure to leave a mark
Be it a stain or a statue, a cancer or a piece of art

Can we call it a comeback
If it never went away
Can we call it a comeback
When it always felt the same
Cause if we call it a comeback
They will let you fall apart
A disposable diva
You could be replaced like the beat of a broken heart

This one's for the dreamers who don't know how to quit
The undercover angels with dirty wings
It's always morning somewhere and that's where I plan to be
Chasing the horizon before I walk into the sea

Can we call it a comeback
If it never went away
Can we call it a comeback
When it always felt the same
Cause if we call it a comeback
They will let you fall apart
A disposable diva
You could be replaced like the beat of a broken heart

(Thanks to rockchick for these lyrics)