It's all the little things Descending in the hope for what tomorrow brings Depending what you wear and what you choose to sing But slumped forward on bars, seeing circles in stars You'll find it hard to define who you are With acclaim, you find it anywhere you are It's in the dictionary under stars who think they're stars But then judgment doesn't go far You've broken the bounds of the circling stars Show me fame, decide who to blame Let me think about it all night Why do you have to show me again When you were right the first time? I've watched you turn into a goodbye Almost into a stranger, the dead have been seen alive Take my car and drive away, towards the river Drive to the end of the river And show me fame, decide who to blame Let me think about it all night Why do you have to show me again When you were right the first time? Show me blame, let me think about fame I'll think about it all night Why do you have to show me again? I believed you more the first time And show me fame, decide who to blame Let me think about it all night Why do you have to show me again When you were right the first time?