Fin - Tender Trap

I could never leave a film

Before the end

Roll the credits, I’ve had my fill

Of watching you pretend

Story muddled, acting poor

See every fatal flaw

I still care what’s in store

Come discreetly

And watch a scene I shouldn’t see

Know more than I, I need to for

The plot to thicken more

Not too late to be a craze

Flashbacks and cut aways

Hide all the endless days

I could never watch a film

Without seeing the end

Still rewriting the final frame

To make it say my name