Cineme

Another TV night base and revolting
And in the bathroom light everything's molting
Put on my favorite jacket Member's Only
Classic full mint tic tacs I'll never be lonely
No

Cut! Again let's go from one
We're losing the light
And there's a cloud on the sun

I am a movie that I wouldn't pay to see
The smart crowd is just walking out
A slice of life a tragic comedy
And I don't know who's in it
Or who's a critic
And how it all turns out

Your goods are damaged
And my bits were twisted
We should have left it there
See no one insisted

But in that crowded room
I saw you were empty
False smiles desperate
Mojitos aplenty

A bird of prey you sit there
Perched on the futon
I cut my eyes at you
Such is my come on

You make another sweep
And calculate chances
Then you surrender
To the last romantic no

Cut! Again let's go from one
We're losing the light
And there's a cloud on the sun

I am a movie that I wouldn't pay to see
The smart crowd is just walking out
A slice of life a tragic comedy
And I don't know who's in it
Or who's a critic
And how it all turns out

Gorgeously lit it's an endless sky
Our big scene is not so big at all
Killed off too soon but it's dignified
Since you gave the script an overhaul

Refusing the ingenue
My story felt real but not true
Your people they pushed me back
From the hero to just another hack

Were you rehearsing when we kissed
Or did you see the final twist?



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Writer(s): Brendan O'connell
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