You always said that you would do it You fucking coward That if by now you’d not become someone You’d slam the breaks And now your time has come and gone You’re still a no one No one You never had it, no You never had it all along
I want to be Part of the club I want to feel Their undying love I want to be A corpse, a cliché I want it
Shooting stars make shallow graves They never ever fade away
You always said that you would end it You fucking liar You had your chance you had your time And now you’re past your prime And in the end though you pretend You’re still a no one No one You never had it, no You never had it all along
I want to be Part of the club I want to feel Their undying love I want to be A corpse, a cliché I want it
Shooting stars make shallow graves They never ever fade away
The fame the shame the blame the games The lies we told The sex we sold The fear
Shooting stars make shallow graves They never ever fade away Shooting stars make shallow graves They never ever fade