Got the offers rollin' in but you're nothing more than high paid trash
	 Everybody wants to know what goes on in your head
	 Pity if they found out that you're lonely in your bed
	 Maybe it all happened to you just a little too fast

 	 Won't let anybody touch you
	 So you do it for yourself
	 Plain to see there's a woman ... Cryin' out for help

	You're a superstar, but you don't know who you are
	And your money won't get you very far
	You're a mystery, nothing can set you free
	Your demons haunt you endlessly

	You face the end of your youth in a tired little masquerade
	You talk to people with a tongue like a newly sharpened razor blade
	Yours is not a life that lets you take a look inside
	Morals and convictions meet a fate of genocide
	But in the end you'll be sleeping in the bed you made

	All you want's a daddy
	The one you never had
	(There's) a need for understanding ... Achin' in you bad

	You're a superstar, but you don't know who you are
	And your money won't get you very far
	You're a mystery, it seems so clear to me
	There's something that you'd rather be

	Take a look around you now before it's much too late
	Make the choice to change or be a victim of your fate
	All your life you've been running from the girl inside

	You're a superstar, but you don't know who you are
	And your fame won't get you very far
	You're a mystery, oh but it's plain to see yeah
	There's someone that you'd rather be ....

	You're a superstar ...
	And your money won't get you very far
	You're a mystery, and it's plain to me yeah
	There's someone that you'd rather be ...."     SUPERSTAR : Richard Marx
						   (c) 1991 Chi-Boy Music ASCAP