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There is an empty space in the chair tonightCause he don't feel rightThere are stormclouds brewing at the back of his mindAs he steps outsideHe will be twenty in a weekBut he's old for his yearsHe's had many of thoseTo confront his own fearsBut his father's not the man he'd like to grow up to beAnd his mother isn't growing old gracefullyHe says times like these I don't want to be a SuperstarCause reality tv killed them all in americaOh the sun always shines in a magazineTonight can we be free to be who we really areThere is an empty space between the lines tonightAnd it burns so brightAnd the angry silence that he throws on the floorSays he don't care anymoreHe had money for the truthBut love's a lot moreAnd the answer's is not the one he was looking forHis father's not the man he'd like to grow up to beAnd his mother is his mother reluctantlyHe says times like these I don't want to be a superstarCause reality tv killed them all in americaOh the sun always shines in a magazineTonight can we be free to be who we really areHe says times like these I don't want to be a superstarCause reality tv killed them all in americaOh the sun always shines in a magazineTonight can we be free to be who we really are
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