Honey, it was a good show...

She had a role assigned.
Now she plays it too well.
So while she is faking.
Her life becomes hell.
She is better than this.
At least I thought so.
I did never think.
She could sink this low

So selfish and ignorant.
Caught up in the moment.
The spotlight is on her.
That light is her torment.
The crowd gets blow kisses she send.
Too bad they mean nothing.
There’s no emotion in them.
They love her on stage.
But when the curtain fall.
She will finally realize.
She means nothing to them all.

The disguise she wears.
Make-up and high heels.
The same game again.
No one knows how she feels.
It’s a masquerade every day.
She pretends it’s a thrill.
None understand her.
None one ever will.

What do you want?
Your own Hollywood star?
Your name bend in neon?
To show yourself you’ve made it this far?
By cheating and lying.
make sure no one see,
that you’re crying.

There’s a show going on.
But I hope that’ll end.
‘Cause I’m in the back row.
I wish I could go.
Waiting for the curtain call.
When the roses will fall.
Pretending to be proud that,
You fooled them all.
It’s how this story will always go.

Honey, it was a good show...