Célebutante

You say you're a model, it's evident you've never met

A mirror you didn't love

You say you're an angel with your halo, and your crown

As you fly up to the Sun, and melt your wings

It's not a want, it's an obsession

You wanna hear the people screaming out your name

Whispers at night in your midnight confessions

You'll do anything for fame, célebutante

Célebutante

You say you're an actor, well, then come set-up the stage

Put the cast right where you want, show us what you got

You say you're in movies, always dropping names of

So-called-semi-almost-famous friends, it never ends

It's not a want, it's an obsession

You wanna hear the people screaming out your name

Whispers at night in your midnight confessions

You'll do anything for fame, célebutante

(Fame) to teach the unteachable

(Fame) to reach the unreachable

(Fame) to beat the unbeatable

(Fame) to keep the unkeepable

(Fame) the tighter you hold on to

(Fame) the more everything slips away

All the right hungers, all the right thirsts

All the right aches, the pains, and the hurts

All the right gossip, all the right trends

All the right knives in the backs of your friends