Extraordinary Life Songtext
von Drake Bell
Extraordinary Life Songtext
Here in Hollywood men are chewing cigarettes
Tell ya how to walk and talk
And leave you such a mess
What I′d do to trade it for your ordinary life
I'm burning firewood
My heat turned off a hundred times
Been broke for 30 years
A failure story paradigm
What I′d do to trade it for your extraordinary life
Oooh, I'd love to see it through your eyes
Oooh, I don't think you would (I would)
′Cause it′s lonely at the top
But the champagne must taste good
A night's sold out
My fans become my enemies
A fallen king
Hey everybody look at me
What I′d do to trade it for your ordinary life
Empty venues scoffing on my hopes and dreams
Faceless rooms are always staring back at me
What I'd do to trade it for your extraordinary life
Oooh, I′d love to see it through your eyes
Oooh, I don't think you would (I would)
′Cause it's lonely at the top
But the champagne must taste good
The viper bites
The idol of the matinee
Strike a toast
To the gentlemen who were never made
What I'd do to trade it for your ordinary life
What I′d do to trade it for your extraordinary life
The glass is always cleaner
On the other side
Tell ya how to walk and talk
And leave you such a mess
What I′d do to trade it for your ordinary life
I'm burning firewood
My heat turned off a hundred times
Been broke for 30 years
A failure story paradigm
What I′d do to trade it for your extraordinary life
Oooh, I'd love to see it through your eyes
Oooh, I don't think you would (I would)
′Cause it′s lonely at the top
But the champagne must taste good
A night's sold out
My fans become my enemies
A fallen king
Hey everybody look at me
What I′d do to trade it for your ordinary life
Empty venues scoffing on my hopes and dreams
Faceless rooms are always staring back at me
What I'd do to trade it for your extraordinary life
Oooh, I′d love to see it through your eyes
Oooh, I don't think you would (I would)
′Cause it's lonely at the top
But the champagne must taste good
The viper bites
The idol of the matinee
Strike a toast
To the gentlemen who were never made
What I'd do to trade it for your ordinary life
What I′d do to trade it for your extraordinary life
The glass is always cleaner
On the other side
Writer(s): Drake Bell, Jordan Gable Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com