Lyrics

Why are you selling dreams Of who you wish you could be? A prince in all of the magazines They'd have no words for the man I've seen You talk real fast 'fore they see your face Would they love you If they knew all the things we know? We've got these images We need them to be true Not ready to believe We're no more insecure than you But then there're girls like me Who sit appauled by what we've seen We know the truth about you Now you're the prince of all the magazines That is a dangerous thing Now would they love you If they knew all the things that we know? Those golden boys are all a fraud Don't believe their show Now would they love you If they knew all the things that we know Golden boy life ain't a video But then there're girls like me Who sit appauled by what we've seen We know the truth about you Now you're the prince of all the magazines That is a dangerous thing Golden boy Place you in these robes And tell you you're the greatest man And you believe in playing cards Got dealt a winning hand Don't you get tired of the show The kissin' ass of all the people that you wanna know When I was young I thought you had it won I saw you on TV you made life look fun But then years go by and people grow I realize it's all a freak show But then there're girls like me Who sit appauled by what we've seen We know the truth about you Now you're the prince of all the magazines That is a dangerous thing Now would they love you If they knew all the things that we know? Those golden boys are all a fraud Don't believe their show Now would they love you If they knew all the things that we know Golden boy life ain't a video But then there're girls like me Who sit appauled by what we've seen We know the truth about you Now you're the prince of all the magazines That is a dangerous thing Girls like me don't need no Bubblin' mindstate thrown in my face Girls like me don't need no Bubblin' mindstate thrown in my face The way you goin' Ain't gonna be no stroll in the sunshine Can't turn it back now, baby You gone and past that line Girls like me, give it on up now So give it on up now So what you gonna do? But then there're girls like me Who sit appauled by what we've seen We know the truth about you Now you're the prince of all the magazines That is a dangerous thing Now would they love you If they knew all the things that we know? Those golden boys are all a fraud Don't believe their show Now would they love you If they knew all the things that we know Golden boy life ain't a video But then there're girls like me Who sit appauled by what we've seen We know the truth about you Now you're the prince of all the magazines That is a dangerous thing Now would they love you If they knew all the things that we know? Those golden boys are all a fraud Don't believe their show Now would they love you If they knew all the things that we know Golden boy life ain't a video
Writer(s): Santi White, Martin Mckinney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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