Your face on the cover of a magazine
Cranked up rolling out of the limousine
Craving looks, Throwing hooks, trying to fish 'em out
You want it now, you need it all right now
Show up late for your late show interview
Wake up, make up, buddy look at you
Gotta confess, it's a mess, whatcha trying to prove
Should have though it through
Now whatcha gonna do?
That's what you hurt for,
Another encore
Gotta get em moving,
Right here on the dance floor
That's what you hurt for,
Another encore
Ego-driven, Life-scarred, hypertronic superstar
This is just the way you are
Snap shot, getting caught, million copies sold
Faking hits, talking shit on your cell phone
L.O.V.E, you see, has yet to come round the word is out,
You're going on your way, you're going down
(down, down, you're on your way down, down)
That's what you hurt for,
Another encore
Gotta get em moving,
Right here on the dance floor
That's what you hurt for,
Another encore
Ego-driven, Life-scarred, hypertronic superstar
This is just the way you are
Hypertronic Superstar,
This is just the way you are
You're standing,
For nothing
Half a million souls alike,
Wide asleep in city lights
You're failing and you're falling...
Down down, you're on your way
You're going down
That's what you hurt for,
Another encore
Gotta get 'em moving,
Right here on the dance floor
That's what you hurt for,
Another encore
Ego-driven, Life-scarred, hypertronic superstar
That's what you hurt for,
Another encore
Gotta get em moving,
Right here on the dance floor
That's what you hurt for,
Another encore
Ego-driven, Life-scarred, hypertronic superstar
This is just the way you are
