Fame ain't what it's cracked up to be,
Just ask the celebrities on TV,
Who's star is losing its own glow,
And always spend their time,
Wastin' away at every party, everytime.
Rumors spreadin' fast like a wildfire,
About everything they do,
The mistakes they made,
It's splattered on the media,
They're already under scrutiny.
Everyone in the world forgets the great things they did,
That amazing album or that beautiful movie,
It's not what the press remembers,
It's just the things they did that made them look insane,
He said, she said, who's with who,
Paparazzi don't realize,
That stars are people too.
Guess there is a price to fame,
No doubt about it,
And that the fortunes you made,
Don't always guarantee your happiness...