I've been here before In movies from my childhood But what happens next is on me I'll flesh out the details Though I'm not a great director I give up at intro's Just a bustling score with no dialogue Now the final page is empty I'll try my best at a hero's ending ♪ I paint with brushstrokes as wide as my forearm A subtle proposal, like a loveheart that's shaped with Rose petals in a four-star penthouse I'm on the nose With no sense of irony Yet people would miss me Blessed with a brain and equal parts feeling Cursed some would say and I don't think I'd argue Events of my life unfold like I'm on camera A blockbuster flop A C-Grade plot Yet people would miss me Except this is not fiction This living contradiction It's as real as it gets And I'm dead set on giving up ♪ Ever since I was a child I was told that I was different That I was a cut above But that did nothing to stop me from falling down Written in scribbles on parchment and stone The cliche of boyhood millennia old Except for some trivia we're all the same We're not immune from the dark rain ♪ Now the final page is empty I'll try my best at a hero's ending Not all heroes wear capes Memes got one thing right Take a picture, It'll last longer If indeed it lasts at all ♪ Don't call it quits, don't call it (I'm calling it quits) It's not like it's empty It's filled with plenty In spite of it all, I think I was miscast here Don't call it quits, don't call it, woah Now the final page is empty I'll try my best at a hero's ending Not all heroes wear capes Memes got one thing right Take a picture, It'll last longer Longer We live and die by the hands of men Like ourselves But I can't I won't Reduce My life To a sentence On a post-it note