Tell me something stupid
Auction off my diary
Life is getting esoteric
Let me in your movie
Each time i walk out the door
Someone mixes metaphors
Life is so much cleaner on the page
It's like the morning when I'm dreaming
And everything is so pristine
It's just a seven hour movie
And I'm in every scene
Let me in my T.V.
Get this tape to Tori
Got to have a sub-plot
When i sell them my life story
Maybe i should write it first
And do the living later
'Cause life is so much cleaner on the page
It's like the time i lost my body
And then i saw it on T.V.
Somehow it shed a whole dimension
But it still looked like me
(Hey! That looks like me!)
Each time i write lines for it
Someone improvises it
Life is so much cleaner on the page
Life is so much cleaner on the page
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