True Believer - The Clarks

She stepped in the light

Opening night

And delivered her lines

Life is nothing she sighed

Nothing without

The fire inside

She lives alone

And cries when she paints

Self-portraits seldom seen

She swore she loved me and I believed her

Then she lowered her eyes

There’s a real thin line between actor and deceiver

She knew how to play the true believer

On the edge of the night

She studied her lines

For the very last time

Life is nothing she cried

Nothing without

Someone by your side

She lived alone

And died on the stages

Of her broken dreams

She swore she loved me and I believed her

And then I saw that look in her eyes

There’s a fine black thread between deceived and deceiver

She once played the true believer