Typecast

by Ryan Adams

You and I, we were born to play these parts
And we play them so well
So well and often, sometimes you and I forget
Who we really are
It keeps me locked into the deal

Binary stars, companions in the sky
Always in orbit, but never to collide
We're just not going supernova any time soon
We're just two stars out under the moon

We're typecast
We play losers who keep falling in love with the wrong ones
We're typecast
What a show, why won't they cancel us?
We got a million more seasons to go
We've been typecast

Every shadow I knew you underneath was just a studio trick
A spotlight on the stage
Black bottles to simulate the depth
To manipulate the young and naïve
And hide your age

We're worse than liars, we're paid to be fixed
Ghost lights in our living rooms for in-between matinées
Two lonely stars someplace beyond the moon
Where the light is coming from
But never receiving or getting any