I see her writings on the wallnThey say your fame is gone ohhhnI hear the words they say about younDon't tell me, don't tell me I'm wrongnnWho'd ever want to be in your crowdnWith plastic faces on the stagenI'd rather be alone forevernThen wear the mask and play a gamennI see you walking down your own waynBut yet your feet don't touch the groundnEvery one wants to know about younSo who, so who goes to seennWho'd ever want to be in your crowdnWith plastic faces on the stagenI'd rather be alone forevernThen wear the mask and play a game