She stuck a cellphone camera right into my face With a flick of my wrist, I filled her nose with a mace The cops want to know what was wrong with me Didn't give me a chance to explain it, see It ain't her fault for being careless It ain't her fault for being brainless It ain't her fault for being hopeless But it's my fault For being famous I'm at the LAX, just to check in my bag When up comes a little paparazzi scumbag I took a laptop, slapped him upside his head The cops want to know why I left him for dead It ain't his fault for being nameless It ain't his fault for being thoughtless It ain't his fault for being shameless But it's my fault For being famous I had a sweet old lady walk up to me Wanted to get a photograph for her grandson to see And as the digital camera lit up the place She unloaded a chrome .45 in my face But it ain't her fault for being ruthless Ain't her fault for being toothless Ain't her fault for being blameless But it's my fault For being famous