New American Saint Lyrics

The curtain's up.
The crowd is waiting to see you come to life.
So take a breath - your heart is pounding -
and step into the light.
Because this is it - it's what you've wanted.
You're on a stage for all to see.
Just not the way you ever imagined.
Got to give them what they need.
All eyes are on you.
Show them you deserve it.

[Chorus:]
Because now that they all love you,
and now that they all know your name,
you're a new kind of American saint.
But all the smoke and mirrors with which you hide your fears
aren't nearly enough to take away the pain
of being there out on your own.
So baby, come on back home.
It's on at seven,
and in the papers,
the covers of the magazines.
They cut you open and pulled the skin back
just so they could watch you bleed.
They made incisions for television,
implanted cameras between your ribs.
Thought they could capture and manufacture beauty that comes from within.
Well now that you're here, was it all worth it?
Come on back home, where you know your best and your worst still impress me.
With that being said, when you come back down, I'll be here waiting