| You look just like a starmaker | 
| That is not like a star | 
| And it looked good on paper | 
| That is the cruelest part | 
| So look alive, it’s much cheaper | 
| The dead have expensive taste | 
| The lookalikes found their way here | 
| It’s you they want to replace | 
| Yeah there’s room at the top | 
| Pretty cheap for the view | 
| But the vertigo drop put the skyline askew | 
| Made me trip on a step, then I flew for awhile | 
| Falling down the stairs of your smile | 
| Falling down the stairs of your smile | 
| You look just like a starmaker | 
| That is not like a star | 
| And they look good on paper | 
| Good design takes you far | 
| There were too many dress ups, not enough child’s play | 
| Too many stopped clocks, not enough time saved | 
| Too many soapboxes, not enough violins | 
| Too many shipwrecks, not enough sirens | 
| Yeah there’s room at the top | 
| Pretty cheap for the view | 
| But the vertigo drop made the skyline askew | 
| Made me trip on a step, wasn’t careful enough | 
| Falling down the stairs of your love | 
| Falling down the stairs of your love | 
| (Now, now) | 
| You got what you want, be full | 
| (Now, now) | 
| You got what you want, be full | 
| Yeah, there’s room at the top | 
| Pretty cheap for the view | 
| But the vertigo drop made the skyline askew | 
| Made me trip on a step, then I flew for awhile | 
| Falling down the stairs of your smile | 
| Falling down the stairs of your smile | 
| Falling down the stairs of your love | 
| Falling down the stairs of your love | 
| (Now, now) | 
| You got what you want, be full | 
| (Now, now) | 
| You got what you want, be full | 
| (Now, now) | 
| You got what you want, be full | 
| (Now, now) | 
| You got what you want, be full |