| Stars are just wishes come true
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| Yeah
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| I used to worship at your altar
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| Underneath the covers
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| I used to worship at your altar
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| I used to think I was your lover
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| So what did I do?
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| Was it my fault?
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| Could I have changed it?
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| And why did you go?
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| It’s not like you’re blameless
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| You should be ashamed of how you behaved
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| Making that thing some kind of game
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| Holding my hand, telling me meet me in five years
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| (I use to worship, at your altar)
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| Five years
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| But you’re a different kind of person
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| Not the person that I once knew
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| Not the girl I fell in love with
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| Not the god I made you into
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| You do what you want
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| Sleep with who you want
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| I can’t stop you
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| Even if I try, the whole time, you will lie
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| Then you give me one more line about doing lines
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| You say that you’re just living your life
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| That I should do my time, but I already did my time
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| I used to worship at your altar
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| I thought you’d wash away my pain
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| Thought your name made you a river
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| After all it’s just a name
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| [Post-Chorus 2}
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| So what did I do?
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| Was it my fault?
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| Could I have changed it?
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| And why did you go?
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| It’s not like you’re blameless
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| Was it my fault?
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| Could I have changed it?
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| You do what you want
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| Sleep with who you want
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| I can’t stop you
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| Even if I try, the whole time, you will lie
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| Then you give me one more line about doing lines
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| You’re on my mind
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| Oh, yeah, that’s right, but I am fine
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| Yeah, I’m alive, I’m alive
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| I won’t worship at your shrine again
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| And no I do not want to be your friend
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| I feel relieved to know that one day all of this will end
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| Such a weight off of my shoulders
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| Momma told us, «Remember, you’re not infinite
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| It’s better not to speak and maybe you should get to listening
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| Don’t you worry about the money, honey, or the internet
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| Cause you’re alive, cause you’re alive
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| Baby, you’re alive.»
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| No need to worship at an altar
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| No need to worship at an altar |