Jet – shiny magazine Lyric

I saw your face
In a pretty magazine
You don't even know
Where you are and what you've seen
Why do you lie?
Do you need to fill us fifth here?
What on else you do?
Are we used to look up to you?

Oh my god I know too well
Being sweet just doesn't sell
If you got better things to do
I try to run but my look think
The photographs that I refuse to take
Oh will it never end

We are alone
Departed from our bones
What's that worth to you?
Are we used to look up to you?

Oh my god I know too well
Being sweet just doesn't sell
If you got better things to do

Am I hiding again?
Am I hiding again?
Tell me how to live my life
Ooh ooh ooh
And the sun is shining down
And the sun is shining down

Oh my god I know too well
Being sweet just never sell
If you got better things to do

Am I hiding again?
Am I hiding again?
Tell me how to live my life
Ooh ooh ooh
And the sun is shining down
Yeah
Yeah, the sun is shining down