I'm so sick of the way That you get so down harder today They're sayin Hollywood in the May(?) But you're dressed like a film star When you turned eighteen Did you have a dream
(chorus) Welcome to the real world Now there's nothin left for you Everybody's store you bought So what is there left to do Come for me Come for me Come for me
Take out the trash And have five more minutes to think Think about who who who can you be You were never destined for fame But you still love the camera When you turned thirty Did you have a dream