Famous

You’re like scarlett, looking for your cue

Settling for something easy til it comes to you

Nobody’s perfect after the shoot

When I get lonely, I’m in lowercase

Kill myself with memories soaked in the good old days

They weren’t that easy, playing your games

You had good intent

And that don’t mean shit

You don’t have to try so hard to be famous

If someday God above will make you pay for it

You fly too close to the sun

Until you lose the only one who loved ya

Nothing like your parents, I guess that’s by design

Take yourself and break yourself at least a hundred times

You know I love ya, stop asking if it rhymes

You changed your hair again so tell me what’s the deal

It won’t do a damn for all the voids you gotta fill

You may need love, I just need something real

And maybe now and then

It will all make sense

You don’t have to try so hard to be famous

If someday God above will make you pay for it

You fly too close to the sun

Until you lose the only one who loved ya

Oh baby, gonna be a raw deal

When you ask around how I feel

And it ain’t the same but it ain’t bad

I’d walk a thousand miles

To save myself the constant trouble

Of hanging onto something I can’t have

You don’t have to try so hard to be famous

If someday God above will make you pay for it

You fly too close to the sun

You fly too close to the sun

Oh, you fly too close to the sun