That’s Not Real at All (B. Midweek Pg. 207)

[Verse 1]
You wrote in your book
But I never saw that, yeah
A dancer on stage
With strings from behind
Unraveling as the band plays on

[Chorus]
That's what you say
That's not real at all
That's what you wrote
That's not real at all

[Verse 2]
You wrote in your book
That we sat on the bleachers, yeah
Of the BBC
Waiting for you to start
A leer in the dark with plods that I love

[Chorus]
That's what you say
That's not real at all
That's what you wrote
That's not real at all

[Outro]
I might have seen it after all
I might have seen it after all
I might have seen it after all
I might have seen it after all
That's not real at all (I might have seen it after all)
That's not real at all (I might have seen it after all)
That's not real at all (I might have seen it after all)
That's not real at all