i saw your face in a pretty magazine and you don t even know where you are and what you seen why do you lie do you need to fill us with fear what on earth you do ah we used to look up to you oh my god i know too well being sweet just doesn t sell if you got better things to do i try to run but my legs ache the photographs that i refuse to take oh will it never end we are alone departed from our bones what s it worth to you ah we used to look up to you oh my god i know too well being sweet just doesn t sell if you got better things to do am i hiding again am i hiding again tell me how to live my life and the sun is shining down the sun is shining down oh my god i know too well being sweet just never sells if you got better things to do am i hiding again am i hiding again tell me how to live my life and the sun is shining down yeah yeah the sun is shining down