Big screen

Wanna be better than you
Wanna see my face on TV
So when I walk into a room
All the pretty girls they tell me

I know you
I adore you
You're special
Come over here and
Ring me up right now
I walk past you
Like I don't even hear you
Cause this month I'm too sexed out

Wanna be better than you
Wanna see my face on the big screen
So when I walk into a room
All the LA girls they tell me

I like the way you play guitar
When your fingers pluck those strings
I'm feeling something inside
And when you sing
I'm getting goosebumps forming
On my skin
From those beautiful little
Runs all night

So I'll dye my hair blonde
And I'll piss off all my neighbors
Until I've got a mother-fucking hit
And I won't stop
Until, I'm some kids mascot
Hung up on his wall
Like mum I made it
(I made it)

Wanna be better than you
Wanna see my face on TV
So when I walk into a room
All the pretty girls they tell me

Wanna be better than you
Wanna see my face on the big screen
So when I walk into a room
All the LA girls
They tell me