Here comes our protagonist
He's funny, good looking, you get the gist
We'll probably cast Ryan Reynolds for this
When we shoot the music video
(I think he'd do it)
In scene two we meet our love interest
A pretty smile, long legs, a heaving chest
Yeah Hollywood exiled the feminists
So our leading lady, she needs saving
And our hero, well he's got his kryptonite
His charm and his confidence fails at the site
Of her pretty face, and though he's pretty nice
She doesn't even see him
Her Fiancé (Fiancé)
Got tickets to Beyonce
And he won't give her babies
A Cancelled date
He's out late
She Trusts Him
While he hits on All the single ladies
All the single ladies
And the whole auditorium
Is getting pretty board of him
How did he even get her?
Our hero wears plain clothes
He's got no cape and not hope
But he could love her better
In act two get comfortable
We'll throw another obstacles
And maybe some kind of twist
She's noticed him, he's thinking
That he could be in
Our horny protagonist
But now he's deep in the friend zone
He's making love on his own
Yeah nice guys they finish last
And an unfortunate
Series of events
Means he doesn't stand a chance
He's taken too many punches
He's got no fight left
At this point in the script
He's just left for dead
He's clearly down and out
No one could come back from this
So he stands on a stool
Puts the rope round his neck
He kicks it away
The camera cuts to his legs
He's reaching for something
But he's got nothing
His legs stop moving
And the screen it fades to black
We need a miracle (a miracle)
When you've seen one you've seen 'em all
Now's the time for devine intervention
What the hell, his ceiling fell
He's getting up, he's getting well
Now comes his resurrection
He knows what he's got to do
Forget the old
Embrace the new
Fill everyone's hearts with laughter
Defeat the antagonist
Lay the love interest
Live happily ever after
Long live the protagonist
Celebrate his happiness
Live happily ever after