When the movie is done
And the lights go out
The press goes out to tout
And your name is there for the scouts
And infamy is all you have
And while you feed off all the hate and life just feels like fate
And you are alone
Without a friend
Think of those who are lost of life
Their end
For you still have your opinion now
As lonely as you’ve sat right now
no one yearns for your return
Just theirs 
You are Alive
 but in life you are dead to us 
loss is for those who cared
And your opinion will be returned in kind