Says there’s no prying
Where the lock that you locked in the suite
No dissolve to a sliver of gray, that’s his new lady
In the socket you spin from with ease
Screams there’s no science
There was no shyness
And no cut to a costly parade, that’s for him only
In the plot that you passed through your teeth
When you look how you looked then to me
It's just a house burning, but it’s not haunted
It’s got a calm clicking
When the breath that you breathed in the street
There is no sticking
Of some great movie
Comes serenely dribbling
Where she glows just like grain on the flickering pane
No fade in, film begins on a kid in the big city
From the speakers your fake masterpiece
That’s the flames licking
There was no pity
In the slot that you sliced through the scene
Then I cease lying and fall into silence
Hey, I didn’t watch it
No more new territory, so pull away the IMAX
It was your heart hurting but not for too long, kid
Like a pro at his editing suite takes two weeks stitching
And when the air ‘round your chair fills with heat
Beneath the clock on the clean mantelpiece
It’s just a life story, so there’s no climax