Lyrics

I know the make-up goes with the business,
we?d all like to cover up a few imperfections,
but you?d still be perfect if nobody knew you,
and anyway, we do.. know you...

it started in college with black jeans and cigarettes,
we were gathering knowledge so we?d have something to forget,
I always wondered if your hunger for drama
extended beyond the mainstage to weekdays..

that?s what I thought when I saw your headshot,
it looks like you, but it?s really not,
in the places where your face gets bought,
they have no clue what they?ve got,
you?re looking good in black and white
on glossy paper to catch the light,
but it doesn?t help me sleep at night,
I have this dream where I?m talking to your headshot...

we were nearly friends.. on and off again,
as you slipped out and in.. -to all your different skins..

Ever the actress, excuse me the actor,
with all of this practice you might be a big star,
and I see you shining ever so brightly,
holding ever so tightly to that spark till it?s dark, and

that?s what I thought when I saw your headshot,
it looks like you, but it?s really not,
in the places where your face gets bought,
they have no clue what they?ve got,
you?re looking good in black and white
on glossy paper to catch the light,
but it doesn?t help me sleep at night,
I have this dream where I?m talking to you,
it doesn?t seem like the you that I knew,
I have this dream where I?m talking to your headshot...

I know the make-up goes with the business..