Elvis Costello – B Movie

I found America hiding in the corner of my wallet

It’s a well kept secret, thought that I had better swallow it

Before they make me spit out the truth

Before they find you’re lying about your youth

B movie, that’s all you are to me

Just a soft soap story

Don’t want the woman to adore me

You can’t stand it when it goes from real to reel

Too real too real

You can’t stand it when I throw punch lines you can feel

All the time, there’s a rule book in Brittania

That no one ever waives

And everybody’s on the make

It’s not your heart I want to break

Turn out the lights

I’m thinking that I want to go to sleep now

Just give me a promise that I’m supposed to keep now

I don’t want some fool asking me why

When I find you’re finally making me cry