Actor

She is an Actor

Did she pretend to care?

And I'm aware of her trade

And her loose life is hard to hold

All the venomous words now, in

Vain for the actor. The mirror, the

Protector and taker of lives and

Home. She took mine no mind

And I made her cry for practise

I've been fantastic. You can't

Mold the pretender. She slips

Through when you hold her. I

Was her practise. I was a no-body

Script paper

All I lost was a head shot

I went to steal my last kiss

Taking sand to the land

Practise emotion, and played the

Part of the man

I will see you around

Maybe when your heart gets cold