you smoke your cigrette down to the bone and since you vowed to back it and you're too pround to sack it you have to carry on on your own you think you bad it under control best foot forward don't look back no more break your heart and tourmemt your soul they sold my name after they stole my shame sold my name ah yeah tumbled my game tumbled their game tablet sized brains you smoke your cigarette down to the bone best not to mention you're craving attention love from fame like blood from a stone too busy to notice that you'd throne turn to dust there's no one left to trust last chance and your mind will go suppose my name suppose it came and they sold my shame yeah suppose it came and I tumbled their game tabloid spy brain but is it really such a sin though it's one and the same such a sin though one and the same one and the same one and the same one and the same