What Was Left? Letra

Stardom that had never been
How unfair it seems
A land of broken dreams

Back then you had it all
Laid out on a silver platter
Now you can't take the fall
You thought none of this would matter
But you were wrong

You used to be adored and admired
Like a chiselled god
Made out of precious gold
Now it seems like no-one cares
To you your friends are dead
That fame went to your head

Back then you had it all
Sold yourself to those who bought you
Now you can't take the fall
None of what they said was true
And you were mislead

Now you feel the end is nigh
The brown stuff took its toll
You're back on the dole
Your youth was just an endless high
But how you feel the wake
Drives through you like a stake