Pop Idol

You can't see the faces for all the lights
You're running on autopilot tonight
Girls in the front screaming your name
You know what they want and you're fanning the flame

Yeah, I can see it in your eyes
This is what you want, isn't it?

Got a star on the door all your clothes on the the floor
Doing lines with a stripper but you've gotten so bored
A body in your bed in the presidents suite
And the love that you make is warm like machines, yeah

Yeah, I can see it in your eyes
This is what you want isn't it?
Yeah, how you wear it on your mind
Something for the lost innocent

You surround yourself with your hangers on
To shut out the ones that tell you you're wrong
Your manager tries, but you can't hear a word
Your head's still ringing with the singing of your own praises

And the women you take drift out of frame
Just when you reach it, it leaves you again
People around you say that you've changed
You drift to your doom and the sex don't save

Yeah, I can see it in your eyes
This is what you want isn't it?
Yeah, I'll drink it to your name
Something that you lost, isn't it?
Lost isn't it?
Lost isn't it?
Lost isn't it?
Lost isn't it?