Tell me what's the point
Of living like an actress waiting to die
In the final scene
Of another person's movie
That you took for yourself
To be someone else
Needless to say
The critics weren't impressed with your
Shallow performance
The audience is leaving
Well before the ending
Makes a short lived impression
On the surface of their hearts
Act like you're famous
And forget who you are
You look so dull
Standing by the stars
I see you walk outside
Blanketed by
The company you keep
The prettiest of flowers
Die amongst these weeds
I just hope it's everything you wanted it to be
Needless to say
The critics weren't impressed with your
Shallow performance
The audience is leaving
Well before the ending
Makes a short lived impression
On the surface of their hearts
Act like you're
Act like you're
Act like you're
So much better than a corpse
Your self image is disfigured beyond your control
Beyond your control
Act like you're famous
And forget who you are
You look so dull
Standing by the stars