You're on the cover of every magazine,
You show your private life behind the silver screen.
I’m your find, I'm the moving target, on the town it's hit and run,
After shot, I thought you’d come undone.

Caught in a photoplay, living in masquerade
Flash in the night,
Photoplay.

Technicolor dreams have faded overnight,
When someone's in the red, it turns to black and white.
Where's the truth and true confessions, when they're made from fantasy?
Now you're exposed to the third degree.

Caught in a photoplay, living in masquerade,
Victim of rape,
Photoplay.

Caught in a photoplay, living in masquerade,
Taking the stage,
Photoplay.

You thought they picked a good day,
Sometimes they leave you alone,
Sometimes they turn away,
You won't be something they harm.

Caught in a photoplay, living in masquerade
Flash in the night,
Photoplay.

Caught in a photoplay, living in masquerade
Taking the stage,
Photoplay.