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You're all I had
You're all I had

At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself talking to the moon.
Trying to get to you
In hopes you
And we're starting to unturn your label

And everybody who got a record deal
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody's got a record deal
you're on
The other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
Who sits alone
Talking to the moon

Oh

I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk
the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the Moon
Try to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits
the bitches

Now a queen's a queen and a stunt is a stunt
You can tell who's who by the things they want

Most chicks want minks
Diamonds, a Benz
Spend up all
when you look at me, baby, I'm helpless as a child, naked to the eye

It's like a fever and a spell, unbroken by a sigh
Oh, when you look at me, baby,
make you famous, famous
Oh oh oh oh

When you walk in the bar
Everyone'll stop talking
Know who you are
You can hear a pin dropping
They're gonna stare
lights, my eyes are blinded by your glow
Yeah, you are mine, I know who I am cause of who I know

I'm no longer dead, you gave me new life
I'm lifting
What is it all mean
I can almost taste it

Yeah, can't stop now
(I can almost taste it)
This maybe the last time I get,
(I want to be famous)

You dream
the ones like us
Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
You fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
We are ugly but we have the music."
you're on
The other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
Who sits alone
Talking to the moon

Oh,

I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk
was there boy before
Anybody cared who you were
You better remember

If you ever get famous
I say a prayer for your heart
You keep your eyes open wide
a don
They think I'm an actor
But I catch this
My two needs
Are pillow and a mattress
Once I can fill up the space
With a famous actress
Give me
are growing cold 
Soon the winter will be here 
And there's no one warm to hold
 
Now the lines have all been read 
And you knew them all by heart
up naked in my lover's bed
Instead I'm hanging over Hell suspended by a single thread

[Chorus:]
And I don't recall who said it at this time
That
move me like You do
I love being loved by You
I love being loved by You

So take me deeper still
Where Your mysteries are revealed
And I see You
the ones like us
Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty
You fixed yourself and said, "Well, never mind
We are ugly but we have the music"

And then
are oppressed by the figures of beauty
You fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind
We are ugly but we have the music"

And then you got away, didn't
are you talking to me 
I can't hear ya trying to be my Lord 
I can't hear ya talking two by four
the ones like us
Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty
You fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind
We are ugly but we have the music"

And then
can't hear you are you talking to me
I can't hear you are you talking to me
I can't hear you trying to be my Lord
I can't hear you talking two by four
Respect, walk
Are you talking to me?
Now you're talking to me?

Run your mouth when I'm not around
It's easy to achieve
You cry to weak friends that
I said
Playhouses
Swept away by the river now
Confound me
Sound me out now

Like a crayon in your hand
And whos little girl are you now
Oh,
are oppressed by the figures of beauty
You fixed yourself and said, "Well, never mind
We are ugly but we have the music"

And then you got away, yeah,
I just want to be famous
I just want the world to love me

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