Smashed Princess
Flying high and drinking
To the goddess on the stage
You're such a damaged baby
You're the paparzi's dream
A front-page-perfect princess
You hit the high life scene
Where you apply your lipstick and mascara to a scream
Blame it on your heritage
You've done it times before
But a prejudice won't extinguish
the flames around your door
Someone lies beside you
Now you see that it is you
And you pray that these good ambulence men
Know how to use the glue
And the stars
Are calling you home
And how you got to bnne so broken
You just don't have a clue
One minute you were riding so high
And then the world just flew
And all in slow slow motion
Then a sudden crah
When you lost it on a detour
The scene of your last smash
And the stars
Are calling you home
And the stars
Are calling you home
The stars are calling you
The stars
