Oh my God I'm such aterrible mess I'mturned on by the tabloids You wouldnever have guessed I'msucker for their gossip, man Itake it too far Ibottle up my Hollywood Andwatch 'em name their kids after cars I'm finding me out I'm having my doubts I'm losing thebest of me We'reall part of the same Sick little games And I need to get away, get away I'm wasting my days I throw them away Losing it all on these sick little games I fell in love, she was the friend of a sister Ofsomebody famous Atleast for a day Expensive habits And ataste for the town Had mechasing down red carpets Andwatching all my friends slip away They're finding me out I'm having my doubts I'm losing thebest of me Dressed up as myself To live in the shadow of who I'm supposed to be We'reall part of the same Sick little games And I need to get away, get away I'm wasting my days I throw them away Losing it allon these sick little games If I play my cards right I could make the big time I could be a reason to stare Caught up in the spotlight Shaking from the stage fright How did I end up here? We'reall part of the same Sick little games And I need to get away We're all part of the same Sick little games And I need to get away Get away I'm wasting my days I throw them away Losing it all on these sick little games We're all part of the same Sick little games And I need to get away (Get away)