My first impression
Was that of a cunning star
I really loved you
No matter where you are
And all went through me
Truly truly, yes I will
I'm happy that I met you
I take a picture
Hold it up, to see the mark
Authentic authors, oh
Leave on works of art
It's not there
It's a fake, it's a fake
It's a fake, of that there's no mistake
It's a fake, it's a fake
And you
Are made
Up
I saw your video
Of you with Kurt Cobain
You're isolated, oh
Eyes I couldn't recognise
It's not there
It's a fake, it's a fake
It's a fake, of that there's no mistake
It's a fake, it's a fake
And you, so special
You with the sun in your eyes
You were the spectre
You were the tears and the joy
There are highs [3x]
There are lows
Love undergoes
How does it feel, holding you? [3x]
(Because it's over)
How does it feel, holding you?
(Because it's over)