Exposure on the Cutting Room Floor

A story of a set where the power was weak

Stirrups in a hospital, set-up for a scene

But the script didn't mention being stripped and demeaned

Baldoni on the monitor, pushing for the skin

While Lively’s telling stories where the trauma begins

Bare legs, wide open, non-essential crew

Just a sliver of some fabric, tell me what would you do?

It ends with us?

No, it starts with the lie

Caught in the crossfire, look 'em in the eye

Humiliation, the price of the part

They traded the safety for 'visionary art'

Yeah, they traded the safety for 'visionary art'

Best friend in the middle

Financier watching the show

Requesting a blanket

The answer was always 'No'

Simulated birth, real world pain

Everything to lose, nothing to gain

Deposition unsealed.

The silence is broken.

Some things are better left unspoken.

It ends with us.