Freak Show

Oh how they love you, the fruits of fame.
They make you dance and writhe, they even know your name.
Shine a light on you, shine a light on you today.
There’s pain and fear in your eyes, never mind.
To be here so far, you’d rob your own mother blind.
You’re like a freak show.
You’re like a freak show.
You’re like a freak show.
You’re like a freak show.
They’ll spit you when they’ve had their fill.
Back to your old life will be such a bitter pill.
Shine a light on your, shine reality your way.
And your dignity is swallowed up in flames,
When it’s all said and done you’d do it all again.
You’re like a freak show.
You’re like a freak show.
You’re like a freak show.
You’re like a freak show.
And I saw your face in every magazine,
The plastic incarnation to a twisted empty dream.
You’re like a freak show.
You’re like a freak show.
You’re like a freak show.
You’re like a freak show.