We'll start with the basics, the plot.
The lead role? A guy in a knot.
Supporting, a girl and a few bad habbits.

We break on to the scene in a reverie.
That girl, she's happy with make-believe.
If the bruises are love, then life is the glove...
And babe, he's the next O.J. Simpson.

Now..

As a trainwreck, complete mess,
Darling you're just marvelous.
With your black eyes and bruises,
Excuses are useless
But stars and dreams just really aren't your colors...

Now get up on that stage,
Making minimum wage.
Though you know you're the worlds' greatest actress.
But your face needs more base,
Out of place and disgraced.
And your blood is all over his matress...

Now we skip to the next week, miss just a few beats,
Essentially, the story's the same.
She still acts demure, despite the wrath she's incurred,
And that boy is still runnin' his game.

While she's...

Dancing it the attic,
Sporadically entwined with the radio.
Hey you know, she doesn't know she doesn't know -
It's a new hit with a buick but a far cry from a drive by.
You were dead wrong, that's a dead song he's reciting.
Confiding in closets and boxes.
The toxins are locks in the back of his throat
As he chokes on a new sin, that broke in a new grin to fit in.
Yeah, fit in on his skin, in the mirror. He hears her,
She's singing, beliving he's leaving for bad.
It's just sad 'cause he's leaving for good.
And while she can sing, she's dancing in the attic,
Sporadically entwined with the radio.
Hey you know, she doesn't know she doesn't know...

So we slip into the last scene,
Like duct tape and vaseline.
And the following actions take place.
With the sequence depicted
Of the pain he inflicted,
You just know that he fell from grace.
His thoughts are right there on his face.

And...

Those hopes are being held too high,
His strength is giving out.
This is what you get when you're devout.
Now he's loosing his footing.
It's putting too much pressure on his brain,
And that cocaine didn't help.
Now that powder's in his nose.
And he chose to get this powder
On his hands from the trigger.
He figured, 80 milligrams would do it
But he blew it, right out of her mind...
So when forensics pull it, that bullet will give him away.
There's nothing to say, he could just run away to mexico.
And they'd never know.