You smoke your cigarette down to the bone
And since you vowed to back it you’re too proud to sack it You have to carry on, on your own
You think you had it under control
Best foot forward, don’t look back no more
Break your heart and tourment your soul
They sold my name after they stole my shame
Sold my name ah yeah…
Tumbled my game, tumbled their game
Tablet sized brains
You smoke your cigarette down to the bone
Best not to mention you’re craving attention
Love from fame like blood from a stone
Too busy to notice that you’d throne
Turn to dust, there’s no one left to trust
Last chance and your mind will go Suppose my name, suppose it came
And they sold my shame yeah…
Suppose it came and I tumbled their game
Tablet sized brain
But is it really such a sin though
It’s one and the same