Paloma Faith - Price of Fame

It doesn't matter what you give It's never enough You can never have a bad day girl Cause that would be tough for me It doesn't mater what you say We'll never believe it So pour another whiskey babe You look great She was only woman Not built to be a superstar She carried a burden A gift to cause a thousand scars Too broken down and frail to carry such a heavy load She walked in to darkness and we stood To watch her go Didn't see you fade away But that's the price you paid Singing through your hurt and pain Should have been another way Take it just a bit too late Don't believe it Oh lord it was the price of fame So can I get a photograph? Even if you don't want it I don't care if you got troubles girl Just please don't be honest with me Oh can you be my laughing stock Don't take it so personal Just pour another whiskey babe You look great She was only woman Not built to be a superstar She carried a burden A gift to cause a thousand scars Too broken down and frail to carry such a heavy load She walked in to darkness and we stood To watch her go Didn't see you fade away But that's the price you paid Singing through your hurt and pain Should have been another way Take it just a bit too late Don't believe it Oh lord it was the price of fame Didn't see you fade away But that's the price you paid Singing through your hurt and pain Should have been another way Take it just a bit too late Don't believe it Oh lord it was the price of fame Yeah lord it was the price of fame Sing lord... (price of fame) It was the price of fame