Ultimately It Is Up To You Lyrics

Do you know how it feels, being a lie.
Do you know how to act, when you don't know who you are.
Do you know what it's like, being a fake.
Do you know what to do, when lives are at stake.

So i'll act my way through this scene.
They fall in love.
They close their eyes.
This script is one big lie.
They get closer and closer,
When do we call cut.

I soon need my dressing room,
But instead I see myself, runing down an endless hallway.
I want it all to go away.

There's the soundtrack playing, to a movie unfinished.
There's a actor screaming to a scene unfilmed.
There's newspaper headlines reading 'Rising Star Killed.'

It's the end of a paradise, but it's just the begginning.
We're at the awards and we're so close to winning.
Emmy's, and Grammy's and flashes galore.
Soon you become the gossip colomn whore.

Your name appears in magazines,
Your heart is given to anyone you've seen.
You have three new boyfriends, and you're so alone.
But all you hear is the ringing of your phone.
And as you see the chord so yellow and thick,
You start too wonder, 'Will this fit around my neck.'

There's the soundtrack playing, to a movie unfinished.
There's a actor screaming to a scene unfilmed.
There's newspaper headlines reading 'Rising Star Killed.'

A telephone chord, was it something more.
A serial killer, has this become a thriller.

So i'll act out the scene, that plays my death.
And i'll wonder is it over yet.
I'll sign my name anyway for just a kick.
Of a bucket which has been a dead miss.
Because here's coming another award.
For a scene I played in a horror.

There's the soundtrack playing, to a movie unfinished.
There's a actor screaming to a scene unfilmed.
There's newspaper headlines reading 'Rising Star Killed.'

Do you know how it feels, being alive.
Do you know how to act, when you can't even survive.
Do you know what it's like, being a fake.
Do you know what to do, when lives are at stake.

So i'll act my way through this last scene.
I'll fall in love.
Before the big scream.
This script is becoming my life.
It gets closer and closer.
When do we call cut.