I found America hiding in the corner of my wallet It`s a well kept secret, thought that I had better swallow it Before they make me spit out the truth Before they find you`re lying about your youth B movie, that`s all you are to me Just a soft soap story Don`t want the woman to adore me You can`t stand it when it goes from real to reel Too real too real You can`t stand it when I throw punch lines you can feel All the time, there`s a rule book in Brittania That no one ever waives And everybody`s on the make It`s not your heart I want to break Turn out the lights I`m thinking that I want to go to sleep now Just give me a promise that I`m supposed to keep now I don`t want some fool asking me why When I find you`re finally making me cry