Post Stardom Depression - Prime Time Looks a Lot Like Amateur Night

What You See Is What You Get

I was lost

Alone without you

I don’t stand a chance

I’ve abused myself in a reckless romance

I had a gift

A weight I could lift

I used to make you laugh

For better or worse

You were my better half

I’m not exactly who you want me to be

This might be the mess that we’ve made

It’s only love it will fade

All I wanted was you

All I wanted was you

What you see is what you get

I tried to forget

I woke up in flames

I’m afraid this trap is what we’ve became

I’ve had enough

I tried to let go

You’re the heat in my heart

You’re the tips of my toes

I’m not exactly who you want me to be

It’s not your fault so don’t be afraid

It’s only love it will fade

All I wanted was you

All I wanted was you

What you see is what you get

She said “Anything can happen but there’s no guarantees.”

The Price Tag On My Soul

I was born with bloodshot eyes

I’m dimming hopes and destroying lives

I can’t stop

I’ve cashed

I’m out of control

I should hang a price tag on the soul

I punished my parents

I got my revenge

I’ll stick a knife in your back to impress my friends

I’m high fidelity

I’m Rock n Roll

I should hang a price tag on my soul

It’s ordinary for a social parasite

All my heroes let me down

They stole all my energy

If there’s one thing in this life that’s guaranteed

I’m Free

It’s enough to make you sick

I’m a walk on roll in a horror flick

I’m desperately in need of a miracle

I should hang a price tag on my soul