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(feat. Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs) It's clear you have a death wish And from what I hear, your latest dish Lives for you, and scares you half to death You bend over backwards to make a statement Hang from the rafters and lick the pavement Split your lip and barely catch your breath Your lovely eyes, they close like petals Your sweet surprise could win you medals You strut your stuff and fan your peacock feathers Even if you fake it to get attention Whatever it'll take to get them to listen Piss on your designer boots and designer leathers [Chorus:] Hey Little Rock Star, what don't you see This is not all that it's cracked up to be And I can't say I blame you For throwing the towel in or buying more fame by cashing your chips in But with all of your talent, and so much to gain To toss it away like that would be such a shame Letras de canciones Juvenile delinquent, misunderstood Peter Pan and Robin Hood Will you ever do the things you're afraid to do Will you ever know happiness, Little Rock Star Or is your death wish stronger than you are Will you go up in flames like the torches that are carried for you [Chorus] To toss it away like that would be such a shame From Letras Mania