What is the matter with you? What the hell you think you do? Everyone can see you through You act like a holy savior Somehow some damn superior Oh! What a strange behavior How does it feel to be so damn, self-satisfied? What does it take to get your feet on the ground? You're so lame with your fame No one can ever take you for real You and your friends ain't more than yesterday's news The smell of green will always turn your nose And that ain't right to those who have put their faith in you You're yesterday's news On the way to stardom, fortune and fame Breaking promise is this the name of the game Like a spineless, craven fool No one's gonna trust in you You're so lame with your fame No one can ever take you for real You and your friends ain't more than yesterday's news The smell of green will always turn your nose And that ain't right to those who have put their faith in you You're so lame with your fame No one can ever take you for real You and your friends ain't more than yesterday's news The smell of green will always turn your nose And that ain't right to those who have put their faith in you You're yesterday's news