Fiction

You had me at hell no
 I only want what I can't have
 You're always slipping through my fingers
 Ain't that just too bad
 I'm love with a work of fiction
 Somewhere off in the distance
 I'm in love with a list of things they tell me you should be
 Programmed to TV pretty
 Created such an ugly mind
 Salivate for celebrity
 Or a copy I might find
 But if I had you in my claws
 I'd expose every flaw
 Programmed to plastic
 Set fire to it all
 I'm love with a work of fiction
 Somewhere off in the distance
 I'm in love with a list of things they tell me you should be
 Programmed to TV pretty
 Created such an ugly mind
 Salivate for celebrity
 Or a copy I might find
 Programmed to plastic
 Set fire to it