Lyrics

Tell me a story
Try not to bore me
Paint me a picture
Quote the scripture

Make it quick, don't waste my time
Dazzle me with every line
Make it raw and make it rough
So that I can't get enough

Well, truth is truth, but lies are healing
All that matters is the feeling
Wear it proud, your new affliction
Live your life in Autofiction

Wrote your novel
Hand on the throttle
Of your addiction
Autofiction

Sold the rights, or so I read
Recognition, got some bread
People say you're flying high
Got your piece of that big pie

Well, truth is truth, but lies are healing
All that matters is the feeling
Wear it proud, your new affliction
Live your life in Autofiction

I'll be waiting for those details
Tell me what the future entails
Spice it up but not too clever
Little lies they serve you better

Drinking wine and talking Proust
You and Rushdie introduced
Said your prose was so sublime
Now you're in search of lost time

Take the redeye to the coast
Sign the deal that pays the most
Time to put up, toe the line
Sell yourself while you got time

Well, truth is truth, but lies are healing
All that matters is the feeling
Wear it proud, your new affliction
Live your life in Autofiction