Crash through the picture window that looks onto the scene,nDispose the antidote that dries up all your dreams.nMake way the cavalry, comply with their demands. nThis is how to make a scene, this is how to take a stand.nnWhore us out, to the press, nWe’ve written the songs, we’ve passed the test of,nTime will tell, nIf you will give us away or you will sell us out.nnSo you say there’s a better way to this store bought fame and fortune?nForget about the pride, we can do without, keep pushing down the path of selling out.nn[Chorus]nnTake me back two years to show you,nWe haven’t lost our ground.nWe started out just like the others, nAnd we’re not backing down.n(Stay away, from store bought fame)nnYou call me up on a Saturday night saying, “Wish we were out there with you…”nYour bags are packed and the van is on, the stars are in your eyes,nLife isn’t waiting for you… nMy guitar is in my hand and the world’s on my back,nMy girl’s all alone and I’m under attack, yeah.nIs this selling out to you?nTell me, is this selling out to you?nnSo call us out like the rest, nWe’ve stood in the face of critics and we won’t back down,nSo give us away or you can sell us outnn[Chorus]