Superstar - Richard Marx

You’re the queen of your own little world

You really made a splash

Got the offers rollin' in

But you’re nothing more than high paid trash

Everybody wants to know what goes on in your head

Pity if they found out that you’re lonely in your bed

Maybe it all happened to you

Just a little too fast

Won’t let anybody touch you

So you do it for yourself

Plain to see there’s a woman

Cryin' out for help

You’re a superstar, but you don’t know who you are

And your money won’t get you very far

You’re a mystery, nothing can set you free

Your demons haunt you endlessly, yeah

You face the end of your youth

In a tired little masquerade

You talk to people with a tongue

Like a newly sharpened razor blade

Yours is not a life that lets you take a look inside

Morals and convictions meet a fate of genocide

But in the end, you’ll be sleeping in the bed you made

All you want’s a daddy

The one you never had

There’s a need for understanding

Aching in you bad

You’re a superstar, but you don’t know who you are

And your money won’t get you very far

You’re a mystery, it seems so clear to me

There’s something that you’d rather be, yeah, ooh…

Take a look around you now before it’s much too late

Make the choice to change or be a victim of your fate

All your life, you’ve been running from the girl inside

Oh, yeah!

You’re a superstar, but you don’t know who you are

And your money won’t get you very far

You’re a mystery, oh, but it’s plain to see

There’s someone that you’d rather be

You’re a superstar

Ooh, baby, your money won’t get you very far

You’re a mystery, and it’s plain to me, yeah

There’s someone that you’d rather be, yeah