So bored to be yourself,
  You can't wait to be someone else.
  Read each new script that comes in,
  See schizophrenia settling in.
  
  Jumping through hoops and reading your lines,
  Down in the basement, living off rice,
  Macaroni and cheese, here lies the pinnacle of life.
  Your life!
  But wait!
  
  She wants to be a-a-actress.
  She's got to be a-a-a-actress.
  Getting her biggest thrills, picking imaginary daffodils,'cos
  She wants to be an actress, so let her.
  She wants to be an actress, so let her, so let her,
  It's for the better.
  
  The house lights dim at half past ten,
  And it's time to pretend again.
  Who do you want to be this time,
  To escape your real life?
  
  Running in circles, learning your parts,
  Down in the basement, way after dark,
  Hidden so well I, I don't even know
  Who I'm talking to an more.
  
  She wants to be a-a-actress.
  She's got to be a-a-a-actress. Paying her doctor bills, painti
  ng imaginary window sills, 'cos
  She wants to be an actress, so let her.
  She wants to be an actress, so let her, so let her,
  It's for the better.
  
  She wants to be a-a-actress. Yes, she does.
  She's got to be a-a-a-actress.
  Giving her audience chills, dosing on imaginary cyanide pills, and
  She wants to be an actress, no comment.
  She wants to be an actress, no comment, no comment,
  Just forget it.