Tell me what's the point Of living like an actress waiting to die In the final scene Of another person's movie That you took for yourself To be someone else Needless to say The critics weren't impressed with your Shallow performance The audience is leaving Well before the ending Makes a short lived impression On the surface of their hearts Act like you're famous And forget who you are You look so dull Standing by the stars I see you walk outside Blanketed by The company you keep The prettiest of flowers Die amongst these weeds I just hope it's everything you wanted it to be Needless to say The critics weren't impressed with your Shallow performance The audience is leaving Well before the ending Makes a short lived impression On the surface of their hearts Act like you're Act like you're Act like you're So much better than a corpse Your self image is disfigured beyond your control Beyond your control Act like you're famous And forget who you are You look so dull Standing by the stars