On The Page (Chroma Key)

Tell me something stupid Auction off my diary Life is getting esoteric Let me in your movie Each time I walk out the door Someone mixes metaphor Life is so much cleaner on the page It's like the morning when I'm dreaming And everything is so pristine It's just a seven hour movie And I'm in every scene Let me in my TV And get this tape to Tori Got to have a subplot When I sell them my life story Maybe I should write it first Do the living later 'Cause life is so much Cleaner on the page It's like the time I lost my body And then I saw it on TV Somehow it shed a whole dimension It still looked like me Hey, that looks like me Each time I write lines for it Someone improvises it Life is so much cleaner on the page Life is so much cleaner on the page