I found america hiding in the corner of my wallet
Its a well kept secret, thought that I had better swallow it
Before they make me spit out the truth
Before they find youre lying about your youth
B movie, thats all you are to me
Just a soft soap story
Dont want the woman to adore me
You cant stand it when it goes from real to reel
Too real too real
You cant stand it when I throw punch lines you can feel
All the time, theres a rule book in brittania
That no one ever waives
And everybodys on the make
Its not your heart I want to break
Turn out the lights
Im thinking that I want to go to sleep now
Just give me a promise that Im supposed to keep now
I dont want some fool asking me why
When I find youre finally making me cry