Dying Star

Your eyes are penetrating They seem so tired and vacant Excess in moderation You're such a pretty mess Your make up different faces One for each new occasion And when the fire burns out Others will fade away Dying Star Dying Star Outside the sky is bleeding The sun is overheating There's meltdown in the city It's all the same to me Turn on your television Buy yourself some forgiveness Turn to the Seven Sisters They're looking after you Dying Star Dying Star If you don't really need this Why couldn't you ever leave it Too even to believe in That's just the way it is You're comin' up the hard way Back broke, your feet are hurtin' Fourteen more years are wasted Like the West Memphis Three Dying Star Dying Star