Letras: David Mead. Only in The Movies.

Pack all your things up, don't get upset
Soon you should leave 'cause sooner you'll forget
Was it a dream or maybe a mess
Give you a pinch and take a wild guess

You could be mistaken, lost in how it ends
'Cause only in the movies things make sense
Let every stupid story take away your doubts
'Cause only in the movies things work out

God and all His angels must be surprised
At every little promise that turns into a lie
If she were a picture framed in golden wood
Could you really miss her
Would you?

Still life and memories waltz out the door
Is there relief in wanting what was yours
No friend or doctor knows what to say
Blind to forever standing in the way

You could be mistaken, lost in how it ends
'Cause only in the movies things make sense
Let every stupid story take away your doubts
'Cause only in the movies things work out
'Cause only in the movies things work out