All Pop, No Star - Slingbacks

This is our season of regret

Your adolenscent dreams of fame

Tracing your autograph on a polished bar

Didn’t get you very far

All pop, no star

No this should have been your rags to riches

Instead of detox wards and stitches

Left all the luxury of drinking under the stars

And sleeping in your car

All pop, no star

And when the shaking stopped you could be all star, no pop

Spinning in your bed like a suicide in my head

Whenever I want you around

Your ghosts will always come

They’ll always drag me down

As fallen heros go, you know you are the one without some pointless gun

No fun

Didn’t get you very far

All pop no star

We love you as you are

All pop, no star