The character actor plays romantic leads and the kitten curls in wet anticipation,
The opportunity is here.
It's not the first time, it's not a dream, she cowers in the corner, she pretends
It's just a scene.

The Maitre D' has seen it all before, the actor, the actress, the gigolo, the whore,
Between the lines, between the sheets, there's no rehearsal, they make a deal, he'll soon be home.

Living in Wonderland, the grass is so green,
Tongue-tied, a dry mouth swallows a scream,
Yours to pretend, it's yours to pretend, this trip never ends, it's coming at you
In 3D.

The freeway's jammed, the lights bleed red, and the anger gathers in the fog, I meditate in green.
A wall of horns, blasts away, and the exit road to Jericho stands steady,
Held in amber beams that play on misty screens and smoky cars
Whose occupants mouth curses at a world that doesn't hear

Living in Wonderland, the grass is so green,
Tongue-tied, a dry mouth swallows a scream,
Yours to pretend, it's yours to pretend, this trip never ends, it's coming at you in 3D.

Copyright: Royalty Network, Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): Arthur Smith, Derek William Dick, John Wesley Dearth Iii