The actress’s heart and soul start to roam
A montage of parts and roles that aren’t her own
Apart she knows it’s hard alone to hark and hold
A shard of glow from stars so far below
Want the brightest in the universe
They don’t never call her back like it’s new to her
All her scenes are in the chorus and it’s uniform
Don’t see the tree for the forest - Juniper
She don’t know any money or the wonder of friends
She got a hunned regrets, so put her under a lens
And she spun a lament nice like a spiderweb, tight,
Only heckling directors if they try to step, fight.
Mom said she’d be an actress when she grew up
And if a dick’ll diss the status, don’t give two fucks
She starves inside, maybe seems too charming with stars in eyes
Wanna be the world’s new darling and part divine
Who could hate a little sabotage?
Who could claim that she ain’t killing it for that applause?
Who could frame it like the stage she swept the flowers off
Ain’t a stage she waited an half age to strafe and bow across?
So graceful there’s eight pages of shots in her catalogue
So faithful she stapled them all herself, you can have them all
But her uncle’s still opposed to how she’s doing this
Every other line from her’s spoken from a shooting script.
Not jejeune in a tussle, she’s got ingenue hustle
And when they’re wanting her subtle she’s getting onto new trouble
A starlet acheiver, not a harlot or diva
But what’s farthest to reach is getting hard to believe in
Getting art from her demons, lotta parts in a sequence,
Now it’s harder to think but they won’t balk when they see this.
Every glance up at the mirror and she’s loving it.
It’s like her chance is getting nearer and it’s something rich.
Tells herself that they aren’t running when she’s coming in
They’re only stunned at how she looks now and it’s nothing big.
Cus Mom said she’d be an actress when she grew up.
She grew up, she grew up, Mom said she’d be an actress.
June was.