Write home tonight
Several years have passed
You took the blue pill baby
And your mirrors went black
Roped together a string of hits
To make grown men cry
Told the same old tale ten times
Then disappeared inside
Go upstairs for an offer
Come back down exposed
There's a line in the sand
But you don't know where it goes
Don't forget Wyoming
How the other half lives
Spent more on a new jacket
Than Virginia feeding her kids
Reconstructed facial features
The ongoing cost of glitz
Heard you're up for an Emmy
You won't find solace in it
Consider it a transaction
Even if it feels wrong
There's a line in the sand
But it won't be there for long
But it won't be there for long
But it won't be there for long