| You look just like a starmaker
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| That is not like a star
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| And it looked good on paper
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| That is the cruelest part
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| So look alive, it’s much cheaper
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| The dead have expensive taste
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| The lookalikes found their way here
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| It’s you they want to replace
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| Yeah there’s room at the top
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| Pretty cheap for the view
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| But the vertigo drop put the skyline askew
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| Made me trip on a step, then I flew for awhile
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| Falling down the stairs of your smile
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| Falling down the stairs of your smile
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| You look just like a starmaker
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| That is not like a star
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| And they look good on paper
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| Good design takes you far
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| There were too many dress ups, not enough child’s play
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| Too many stopped clocks, not enough time saved
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| Too many soapboxes, not enough violins
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| Too many shipwrecks, not enough sirens
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| Yeah there’s room at the top
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| Pretty cheap for the view
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| But the vertigo drop made the skyline askew
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| Made me trip on a step, wasn’t careful enough
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| Falling down the stairs of your love
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| Falling down the stairs of your love
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| (Now, now)
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| You got what you want, be full
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| (Now, now)
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| You got what you want, be full
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| Yeah, there’s room at the top
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| Pretty cheap for the view
|
| But the vertigo drop made the skyline askew
|
| Made me trip on a step, then I flew for awhile
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| Falling down the stairs of your smile
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| Falling down the stairs of your smile
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| Falling down the stairs of your love
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| Falling down the stairs of your love
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| (Now, now)
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| You got what you want, be full
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| (Now, now)
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| You got what you want, be full
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| (Now, now)
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| You got what you want, be full
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| (Now, now)
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| You got what you want, be full |