Fast Cars & Porn Stars Songtext
von Burn The Louvre

What happened to you
You were always so complicated
Infatuated, in love with yourself
Bet you think that you′re so underrated
But you're outdated, rotting on the shelf
Who do you think you are? Some kind of superstar
You′re looking pretty, underneath the city lights
But it's not that hard to look past your guitar
It's not a secret when everybody already knows

Whoa, whoa
Think I might need a little help
Cuz I don′t know
I just can′t seem to figure this out
Guess I told you so
Now we're standing in the sunshine, but I can′t find a shadow of doubt


Well I guess that it's true
Here′s something that you'd never picture
You, me and your sister, banging boots all night
Think I just became her latest fixture
Well I can′t fix her, she was always wound too tight
Who do you think you are? Well you're no superstar
You're looking shitty, killing yourself every night
And it′s not that hard to see through all those scars
You know there′s only so much that you can keep out of sight

Whoa, whoa
Think I might need a little help
Cuz I don't know
Well I just can′t seem to figure you out
Guess you told me so
Now we're standing in the sunshine, but I can′t find a shadow of doubt

Well fast cars... and porn stars
They don't keep me company
No, they′d rather run from me now
Cash flow's just a little bit slow
Can you spare a nickel or dime
Ain't it funny how we all chase money
Cuz it always adds up in time
But it always adds up in time

Don′t know what happened to you
It looks like you′ve run out of time