I found America hiding in the corner of my wallet
It s a well kept secretthought that I had better swallow it
Before they make me spit out the truth
Before they find you re lying about your youth
B moviethat s all you are to me
Just a soft soap story
Don t want the woman to adore me
You can t stand it when it goes from real to reel
Too real too real
You can t stand it when I throw punch lines you can feel
All the timethere s a rule book in Brittania
That no one ever waives
And everybody s on the make
It s not your heart I want to break
Turn out the lights
I m thinking that I want to go to sleep now
Just give me a promise that I m supposed to keep now
I don t want some fool asking me why
When I find you re finally making me cry
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