and since you vowed to back it and you're too proud to sack it

You have to carry on, on your own

You think you had it under control

Best foot forward, don't look back no more

Break your heart and torment your soul



They sold my name after they stole my shame

Sold my name ah yeah

Tumbled my game, tumbled their game

Tablet sized brains



You smoke your ciggerette down to the bone

Best not to mention you're craving attention

love from fame like blood from a stone

Too busy to notice that you'd throne

Turn to dust, there's no one left to trust

last chance and your mind will go



Suppose my name, suppose it came

and they sold my shame yeah...

Suppose it came and I tumbled their game

Tabloid spy brain



But is it really such a sin though?

It's one and the same