Scripted Love

You're looking for an actor who already knows the part
Of a story that you heard a time or two
Someone to distract from the confusion in your heart
And you wonder why they're always missing cues

Birds are singing
Like they've been doing for years
Bells are ringing
For the bright and bitter tears

There's a movie in your mind, started once upon a time
Lonesome damsel tied to gilded railroad track
Tall dark stranger with a gun like a diamond in the sun
Leaving pretty girls for bullets in the back

Birds are singing
If you listen, you can hear
Bells are ringing
For the bright and bitter tears
And no one will ever be enough
For your scripted love

Every sequel ends the same, overscheduled and lame
And you wonder why the leading man's bored
Cut the lights, strike the stage
Time to write another page
But you can't find what you don't know you're looking for

Birds are singing
If you listen, you will hear
Bells are ringing
For the bright and bitter tears
No one will ever be enough
For your scripted love