TV Stars

I can't play piano all that well Like, I'm fine I can get away with it If I'm acting like I'm drunk on stage And you're shocked that I'm playing anything I'll get away with it I'll get away with it, ooh I can't see you in another's arms Like, it's cool I just can't imagine it Would you fall asleep to different shows Than the ones that we drift away with? I couldn't dream of it I couldn't dream of it TV stars don't care about who you are TV stars don't care about who you are It's like somebody traded out my skin For something I could never feel good in And told me "suck it up, get used to it Breathe in, repeat it" It's like somebody traded out my skin For something I could never feel good in And told me, "suck it up, get used to it" To breathe and repeat it Instead of listening TV stars don't care about who you are TV stars don't care about who you are Don't care about who Don't care about who you are I can't spend another night alone 'Cause the echoes are too distracting Getting high and diving into holes 'Til I can't even dream of sleeping And getting away from it Getting away from it Ooh