I've been here before
In movies from my childhood
But what happens next is on me
I'll flesh out the details
Though I'm not a great director
I give up at intro's
Just a bustling score with no dialogue
Now the final page is empty
I'll try my best at a hero's ending
♪
I paint with brushstrokes as wide as my forearm
A subtle proposal, like a loveheart that's shaped with
Rose petals in a four-star penthouse
I'm on the nose
With no sense of irony
Yet people would miss me
Blessed with a brain and equal parts feeling
Cursed some would say and I don't think I'd argue
Events of my life unfold like I'm on camera
A blockbuster flop
A C-Grade plot
Yet people would miss me
Except this is not fiction
This living contradiction
It's as real as it gets
And I'm dead set on giving up
♪
Ever since I was a child
I was told that I was different
That I was a cut above
But that did nothing to stop me from falling down
Written in scribbles on parchment and stone
The cliche of boyhood millennia old
Except for some trivia we're all the same
We're not immune from the dark rain
♪
Now the final page is empty
I'll try my best at a hero's ending
Not all heroes wear capes
Memes got one thing right
Take a picture, It'll last longer
If indeed it lasts at all
♪
Don't call it quits, don't call it
(I'm calling it quits)
It's not like it's empty
It's filled with plenty
In spite of it all, I think I was miscast here
Don't call it quits, don't call it, woah
Now the final page is empty
I'll try my best at a hero's ending
Not all heroes wear capes
Memes got one thing right
Take a picture, It'll last longer
Longer
We live and die by the hands of men
Like ourselves
But I can't
I won't
Reduce
My life
To a sentence
On a post-it note