Let’s make a film, it’ll be such fun All you need is a girl and a gun, Apparently
We’ll pump it full of art and sex It’ll make a sure-fire success Of you and me
And if I crumble in the face of lust The porn, pain and prescription drugs Will get me through
So don’t tell me I’m not thinking straight I’m looking rough but I’m feeling great I promise you
There’s no turning back, Ruth
It’s too much love that’s killing me So that method stuff and your empathy I just don’t need
Performance problems in the bed We’ll beef up your part with blood and sweat Just make-believe
That you’re as happy as a bird Who thinks that “cage” is just a word We call home
And all your existential holes Will clog up when the camera rolls I swear
No, there’s no turning back, Ruth There’s no turning back, Ruth
The world’s too big and life’s too short To act so badly out of sorts We all grow up
But it feels like the end has come And we’ve only just begun To live, my love
No, there’s no turning back, Ruth
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