It’s my face in your magazine
Makes me prettier
Than I’ve ever been
I’m desired…

Everyday on the radio
It’s my voice you are learn to love
I’m made of gold
Now you want to live my life, flashlight fever…

So, tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Tell me what’s the kind of thrill you want to feel
So, tell me what you want
Tell me what you dream of
Even if it’s something I’ll never be…

My tears and smiles in a movie scene
Make me look closer than I’ve ever seemed
I am a cheater
Me and my dress on your TV screen
Talking about people’s misery
I am obscene

Now you want to live my life, flashlight fever…
A fake image of me on your phone really matters

So, tell me what you want
Tell me what you need
Tell me what’s the kind of thrill you want to feel
So, tell me what you want
Tell me what you dream of
Even if it’s something I’ll never be…

Tell me what you want…