The film fades to a portrait of nothing
No longer there, but still a part of something behind our eyes
An echo, of our thoughts never spoken.
Spin around, around until there's nothing left to hide inside
Nothing left to tie me down anymore
Film Noir, scripted lines are all we are
Another dame in a bar, radiating charm for this
Film Noir, scripted lines are all we are
I am playing the part, of a man who's destined to break your heart
You see, film is a fantasy
It's all it ever was and ever will be
Something you can never hold in comparison to your own self
And I hope you don't carry that feeling down the road
Cause it'll be a heavy burden, and nobody needs that
So just do yourself a favor, and let it go
Film Noir, scripted lines are all we are
Another dame in a bar, radiating charm for this
Film Noir, scripted lines are all we are
I am playing the part, of a man who's destined to break your heart
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