There are mannequins around me disguised as my friends
They're hollowed out and vacant with expressions painted on
I can't see what they're hiding behind their fake-lidded eyes
But I swore I felt before, I thought I left Hollywood behind

If this is to be my last performance on this stage, I won't forget my lines

I'll pretend that I don't see what's happening in this next scene
For what it's worth, I'll place this curse:
No matter what you do, you will never not be hollow.

You, yes you, you were the very worst one of them all
A superficial and flawed design; pheromones and alcohol
I should've listened to the warnings, the anxiety and the grief
Could've saved myself from yet another catastrophe

If this is to be my last performance on this stage, I won't forget my lines and you will never forget my name

I'll pretend that I don't see what's happening in this next scene
For what it's worth, I'll place this curse:
No matter who you're with, you will never not be hollow

I've come too far, and seen too much, to let you knock me down again
I've broken through the fourth wall, and I forced the charade to end
You can cut and direct our past to try and suit your needs
But your best is still not good enough to make it on the streets

If this is to be my last performance on this stage, I won't forget my lines and you will never forget my name. An end to all your games.

I'll pretend that I don't see what's happening in this next scene
For what it's worth, I'll place this curse:
No matter what you do, you will never not be hollow.

Everyone's so fucking hollow.