Smashed Princess
Flying high and drinking
To the goddess on the screen
You're such a damaged baby
You're the paparazzi's dream
A front-page-perfect princess
You hit the high life scene
Where you apply your lipstick
And mascara to a scream
Blame it on your heritage
You've done it times before
But a prejudice won't extinguish
The flames around your door
Someone lies beside you
Now you see that it is you
And you pray
That these good ambulance men
Know how to use thе glue
And the stars
Are calling you homе
And how you got to be so broken
You just don't have a clue
One minute you were riding so high
And then the world just flew
And all in slow, slow motion
Then a sudden crash
When you lost it on a detour
The scene of your last smash
And the stars
Are calling you home
And the stars
Are calling you home
The stars are calling you
The stars
