It’s all a bunch of bullshit.
Nothing I say or do is real anymore. And I get paid for it.
My whole life has been lived behind the bright lights of Hollywood.
And I’m living proof that money can’t buy love.
My situation is complicated enough, but then a sweet girl from the local college scores a part as my co-actor in a new blockbuster film.
These people are going to eat her alive. Or are they?
Poverty has made her tough, but she’s in for the ride of her life if she thinks she’s got this gig in the bag.
I’ll play the part I’ve been handed and love her like a madman on screen, but when the lights dim?
No thanks. I’m not interested. No matter how badly my heart aches when she walks in the room.
Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned, you never let them see behind the curtain.
Especially if you love them.