The Stand-In
Music Written By: Ben Marchant /Lyrics By: Donald Stephan Jones
June 22, 2009
Love is just a bit-part you play
When you are bored with your scripted life
You take my heart and nail-it-to-the-wall
Like a movie on TV
You act like you’re the hereon
But the villain is always me
And, in the bright lights you shine like a star
But in the shadows, it’s bourbon and ice
I’m just the stand-in
Playing her escort every night
I’m just the Stand-in
Waiting for the next casting call
They poor your drinks and light your cigarettes
And I’m silent without no lines
I weather your storms like a Carolina barn
And keep your secrets tight
Cause, I’m just the stand-in
Nobody knows my name
And, I’m just the Stand-in
Always waiting in the wings
Instumental
She told me to stop, packing my bags
And come back to her bed
I gave her that old Hollywood line
“Let’s have lunch sometime”
Cause, I’m just the stand-in
Sneaking out through the back door
Oh, I’m just the stand-in
Acting like I’m alright
And, I’m just the stand-in
Parking cars all day long
And, I was the Stand-in
No curtain call tonight