I stare at his poster on my wall
I think to myself he must have it all
Someday I want to be like him
I will you'll see

3,000 miles away
He sits in his room all alone
His empty bottle of smirnoff is right beside him
As he looks down at the scars on his wrists

Fame plus fortune doesn't always equal hapiness
Anonymity plus modest means doesn't always equal sadness
Don't be fooled by outward apperances
Unpleasantries sometimes come wrapped in pretty paper
Bliss is somtimes presented in plain old tin foil

The people watch him on stage
They have no idea of his inner rage
He'd rather be anywhere but here
But this sure beats being alone

I look up at him
I see a hero
I do not realize that my idol is shattered
Oh please sing it again

Fame plus fortune doesn't always equal hapiness
Anonymity plus modest means doesn't always equal sadness
Don't be fooled by outward apperances
Unpleasantries sometimes come wrapped in pretty paper
Bliss is somtimes presented in plain old tin foil

I am now married with the 2.3 kids
My cute little house has a white picket fence
I sale cupcakes for the PTA every year
God, I sure am lucky

He is pushing up daisies
overdosed in the hotel chelsea
No one mourned for him
The way I did

Fame plus fortune doesn't always equal hapiness
Anonymity plus modest means doesn't always equal sadness
Don't be fooled by outward apperances
Unpleasantries sometimes come wrapped in pretty paper
Bliss is somtimes presented in plain old tin foil

Fame plus fortune doesn't always equal hapiness
Anonymity plus modest means doesn't always equal sadness
Don't be fooled by outward apperances
Unpleasantries sometimes come wrapped in pretty paper
Bliss is somtimes presented in plain old tin foil

Isn't it funny how
We envied what eachother had
How we dwelled on what we didn't
Now I wouldn't trade with him on a dare