People talk

You must’ve known that it would

Get around to my ears

Nothing moves

Faster than a secret

It’s just a matter of time

’Til I hear whispers getting louder past my shoulder

Nothing makes headlines like, “It’s over” tell me . . .

Am I your fall back guy

Just a rainy day when the well is dry

Am I your fall back guy

Am I the second string, waiting in the wings

For a curtain call am I

Your fall back guy

Don’t you know

It’s better if you leave me

Than leave me waiting in line

Did you think

I wouldn’t notice did you

Think that I’d be blinded

By a smile just as wide as it is guilty

Or eyes with room for more than just me

Am I your fall back guy

Just a rainy day when the well is dry

Am I your fall back guy

Am I the second string, waiting in the wings

For a curtain call am I

Your fall back guy

Nobody runs for a silver medal

No one aims just a little shy of their mark

I’m not here to be your plan B, your wait and see

You can’t keep me in the dark

Am I your fall back guy

Just a rainy day when the well is dry

Am I your fall back guy

Am I the second string, waiting in the wings

Am I your fall back guy

Am I the second string, waiting in the wings

For a curtain call . . . am I your fall back guy