Who Is Her

Interior: my room, late at night
Sit up here with a typewriter; try to figure out what's right
Cut to the scene where the monster dies
Cut to the scene where the monster lives;
I could stay up here for hours

I'm just a parasite, and I'm taking control of your life
And I know, with your directorial prowess
You'll find a way to kick me out

Are you ready for the last flashback
As everything flashes before your eyes?
Are you ready to give it all up
At the beginning of your life?
Are you ready to die?
Who is Her? Who is Her
And who Her is will be revealed
As a character inside your film
And now, you know you are never really talking to me;
You're talking to Her

Exterior: the flea market, searching for a prop;
Scout locations in the park, then back to run-throughs of the script
Fade to black
Fade into the cast and crew