Behind the velvet curtain, the truth starts to leak
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?
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
The answer was always 'No'
Simulated birth, real world pain
Everything to lose, nothing to gain
Some things are better left unspoken.
