I don't think I've ever seen her Without a glas of wine between her fingers My my my As the takes another pill Oh how the sun will sing when her head hits the pillow Cry cry cry A voice is never too far from her head But she ain't heard a single word you said 'Cause she's rich and broken She's oh so rich and broken That's a part of her that's yet to be awoken She rich and broken and she's mine You might catch her disappearing Beneath the weight af all the praise she's hearing Lie lie lie With first name recognition She's a walking fashion fiction getting high Bye bye bye Her cell phones filled with pictures of the stars 'Cause she can