Buffy:
Life's a show,
And we all play our parts.
And when the music starts,
We open up our hearts.
It's alright
If something's come our wrong.
We sing a happy song.
And you can sing along.
Where there's life there's hope,
Everyday's a gift.
Wishes can come true,
Whistle while you work,
So hard all day.
To be like other girls.
To fit in this glittering world.
Don't give me songs.
Don't give me songs.
Give me something to sing about.
I need something to sing about.
Life's a song.
You don't get to reherse.
And every single verse.
Can make it that much worse.
Still my friends don't know why I ignore,
The million things or more,
I should be dancing for.
All the joy life sends
Family and friends,
All the twists and bends,
Knowing that it ends.
Well, that depends.
On if they let you go.
And if they know enough to know.
That when you bow.
You leave the croud.
There was no pain.
No fear, no doubt,
'Till they pulled me out,
Of heaven.
So that's my refrain.
I live in hell
'Cause I've been expelled
From heaven.
I think I was in heaven.
So, give me something to sing about.
Please, give me something to sing about-
Spike:
Life's not a song.
Life isn't bliss.
Life is just this.
It's living.
You'll get along.
The pain you can feel,
You only can heal,
By living.
Dawn:
The hardest thing in this world is to live in it.