Your face on the cover of a magazine cranked up rolling out of the limousine craving looks throwing hooks trying to fish 'em out you want it now, you need it all right now Show up late for your late show interview Wake up, make up buddy look at you Gotta confess, it's a mess whatcha trying to prove should have thought it through Now whatcha gonna do? That's what you hurt for another encore Gotta get 'em moving right here on the dance floor that's what you hurt for, another encore Ego-driven, life-scarred, Hypertronic superstar this is just the way you are. Snap shot, getting caught, million copies sold faking hits, talking shit on your cell phone. Love you see, has yet to come round the word is out you're on your way. You're going down. Hypertronic superstar this is just the way you are You're standing for nothing half a million souls alike wide asleep in city lights you're failing and you're falling... Down Down, you're on your way you're going down