Our lives are your favorite movie,
paused, stuck on one frame.
You rewind our status,
manipulated, always where you want it.
Our happiness is never equal,
one-sided, you're always on top.
You record over our love,
mistreated, you throw me away.
Our past you copied for her,
replaced, I'm all used up.
You reuse me at most,
retired, my tape is battered.
Our lives are your favorite movie,
erased, our love is a thing of the past.