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You'll make the scene like you always do. Goin' upstream down the ave. to f**k some Trophy boy that you'll win tonight at the bar. So bad, so far. you'll make him sad, shooting star. When it was me, I was mementarily proud; Full of dreams now I'm glad I didn't say out loud, hoping you'd be for real When I don't believe that you are. So bad, so far. you make me sad, shooting star. Distant and cold and a sight to behold. Everybody sighs. no one gets on With you very long, 'cus you don't feel bad When you lie. I'm goin' to sleep now, Which I guess would be step 1. Step 2 is where I can deal with the thing You've just done. It won't be soon, to say the least it's gonna Be hard. So bad, so far. you made me sad, shooting star.