TV Stars

I can't play piano all that well

Like, I'm fine

I can get away with it

If I'm acting like I'm drunk on stage

And you're shocked that I'm playing anything

I'll get away with it

I'll get away with it, ooh

I can't see you in another's arms

Like, it's cool

I just can't imagine it

Would you fall asleep to different shows

Than the ones that we drift away with?

I couldn't dream of it

I couldn't dream of it

TV stars don't care about who you are

TV stars don't care about who you are

It's like somebody traded out my skin

For something I could never feel good in

And told me "suck it up, get used to it

Breathe in, repeat it."

It's like somebody traded out my skin

For something I could never feel good in

And told me, "suck it up, get used to it."

To breathe and repeat it

Instead of listening

TV stars don't care about who you are

TV stars don't care about who you are

Don't care about who

Don't care about who you are

I can't spend another night alone

'Cause the echoes are too distracting

Getting high and diving into holes

'Til I can't even dream of sleeping

And getting away from it

Getting away from it

Ooh