They Might Be Giants - Protagonist lyrics

rate me

She stole my daydreams

She stole my air guitar

[''Exterior. Man on lawn, alone at dawn.'']

Packed the typewriter

And drove off in her car

[''A battered automobile drives past state line sign.'']

And now I know that I'll rue the day

I let her get away

I need a haircut

I've got myself to blame

[''A gloved hand spins a combination

dial quickly opening a large wall safe.'']

He wasn't so fine

To my beginner's mind

[''Motel. The other man, severe, refined.'']

But with that big talk

I should have seen the signs

[''Woman enters and they embrace. He packs duct tape, rope.'']

And right on her he was fixing his aim

He pushed me out of frame

I need new head shots

I've got myself to blame

[''She spins her ring to hide the diamond in her hand

and drops a gun into a small beaded purse.'']

Know the diff between a script and a spec

It's a test, just the stage directions left

And no camera angles to use, mm-hmm

A novice script may seem strange in this format

But like any other business

It's a standard that the writer gets used to, aw-huh

My scenes are cut out

I'm just on speaker phone

For exposition

I'm out here on my own

And as the night falls on this sleepy town

The iris closes down

I missed my close-up

I've got myself to blame

I've got myself to blame

I've got myself to blame