I was waiting for a cross-town train
In the London underground when it struck me
That I've been waiting since birth to find a love
That would look and sound like a movieSo I changed my plans, I rented a camera
And a van and then I called you
"I need you to pretend that we are in love again"
And you agreed toI want so badly to believe that
There is truth, that love is real
And I want life in every word
To the extent that it's absurdI greased the lens and framed the shot
Using a friend as my stand-in
The script it called for rain
But it was clear that day so we faked itThe marker snapped and I yelled
"Quiet on the set" and then called "Action"
And I kissed you in a style
That Clark Gable would have admired
(I thought it classic)I want so badly to believe that
There is truth, that love is real
And I want life in every word
To the extent that it's absurdI know you're wise beyond your years
But do you ever get the feel that
Your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself
To help you get by?
Songwriters
Benjamin Gibbard;James Scott TamborelloPublished by
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