Shiny Magazine - JET

I saw your face

In a pretty magazine

You don’t even know

What you are and what you’ve seen

Why do you lie?

Do you need to fill us fear?

What’s it to you?

Oh we used to look up to you

Oh my god I know too well

Being sweet just doesn’t sell

And I’ve got better things to do

I try to run but my legs ache

The photographs that I refuse to take

Oh will it never end

We are alone

From the city to our bones/departed from our bones/

What’s that worth to you?

Oh we used to look up to you

Oh my god I know too well

Being sweet just doesn’t sell

And I’ve got better things to do

Am I hiding again?

Am I hiding again?

Tell me how to live my life

Ooh ooh ooh

Well the sun is shining down

Oh my god I know too well

Being sweet just doesn’t sell

And I’ve got better things to do

Am I hiding again?

Am I hiding again?

Tell me how to live my life

Ooh ooh ooh

Well the sun is shining down

The sun it’s shining down