And the record won't stop skipping And the lies just won't stop slipping And besides my reputation's on the line We can fake it for the airwaves Force our smiles, baby, half dead From comparing myself to everyone else around me Everyone else around me

Who the fuck are you now? You're talking too loud So just shut your mouth Can you feel it now? We're calling you out And it's true you're dead now It's light out, your last song Lifestyles of the young and the reckless