Lyrics
Hollywood is a place where people from
Iowa mistake each other for stars
Every now and then, the world is strange
Time to stop and reevaluate
Broken heart won't equal broken dreams
Mr. Bond, find the real me, please
Critics wonder where the feeling went
ETV reports "The Passion's Spent!"
One of the days that never seem to end
And where the fuck is my script again?
Where the fuck is my script again?
I am the protagonist
Disarmed the bomb
Fucked the femme fatale
I am the protagonist
The credits roll
Discover who we are
I am the protagonist
Disarmed the bomb
Fucked the femme fatale
I am the protagonist
The credits roll
Discover who we are
Roll the camera, hit the winning smile
Take 15, it's gonna take a while
Smoke machines can make it hard to breathe
Mr. Bond, find the real me, please
Gonna hang inside my trailer more
This is what they made the trailer for
Makeup lets me be a real man
And where the fuck is my script again?
Where the fuck is my script again?
I am the protagonist
Disarmed the bomb
Fucked the femme fatale
I am the protagonist
The credits roll
Discover who we are
I am the protagonist
Disarmed the bomb
Fucked the femme fatale
I am the protagonist
The credits roll
Discover who we are
I am the protagonist
Disarmed the bomb
Fucked the femme fatale
I am the protagonist
The credits roll
Discover who we are
I am the protagonist
Disarmed the bomb
Fucked the femme fatale
I am the protagonist
The credits roll
Discover who we are
Hollywood is a place where people from
Iowa mistake each other for stars
Written by: Faderhead
