You turned eleven in '79...
In plain dark paper...the present arrived
out of costume and makeup inside
ohhh you're so dramatic..but is it wise?
to underline your eyes...
the main attraction....a star on your door
you're called to action...and blood on the floor
you crave attention like never before...
ohhh you're so dramatic..but is it wise?
to underline your eyes...
they close behind you....a shadow of doubt
a crowd of people that follow you about..
oooh you're so dramatic...but is it wise?
to underline your eyes?
and truth is so run down
can hardly raise it's head
but slowly dies
and if you want to make it right...ahh ahh aahh...
oooh you're so dramatic....and is it wise?
to underline your eyes..
and if you want to take the prize
you'll have to make a sacrifice
if you are like all the rest
a victim of your own success