Child Star

Newspaper clippings All over your bedroom floor And there's pictures of you since you were a girl Since you were a girl of four You're a child star They ordained you You're a child star At that time that was right But you're thirty-four today You gotta stop, stop acting like a child Been such a long time baby Since you were knee high And you're much too old for pampering And you're much too young to die Much too old for lollipops And not old enough for lies You're a grown woman, stop acting Acting like a child Box of heavy tablets Lying by your bed And there's sadness clogging up your memories They block your head You're playing games, games with nature Games you can't afford to lose How can you find out who you are Surrounded by the blues