All  Time  Low -Sick  Little  Games
Oh  my  God  I'm  such  a  terrible  mess
I'm  turned  on  by  the  tabloids
You  would  never  have  guessed
But  I'm  sucker  for  their  gossip,man
I  take  it  too  far
I  bottle  up  my  Hollywood
And  watch 'em  name  their  kids  after  cars
I'm  finding  me  out
I'm  having  my  doubts
I'm  losing  the  best  of  me
We're  all  part  of  the  same
Sick  little  games
And  I  need  to  get  away,get  away
I'm  wasting  my  days
I  throw  them  away
Losing  it  all  on  these  sick  little  games
I  fell  in  love,she  was  the  friend  of  a  sister
Of  somebody  famous
At  least  for  a  day
Expensive  habits
And  a  taste  for  the  town
Had  me  chasing  down  red  carpets
And  watching  all  my  friends  slip  away
They're  finding  me  out
I'm  having  my  doubts
I'm  losing  the  best  of  me
Dressed  up  as  myself
To  live  in  the  shadow
Of  who  I'm  supposed  to  be （supposed  to  be）
We're  all  part  of  the  same
Sick  little  games
And  I  need  to  get  away,get  away
I'm  wasting  my  days
I  throw  them  away
Losing  it  all  on  these  sick  little  games
But  if  I  play  my  cards  right
I  could  make  the  big  time
I  could  be  a  reason  to  stare
Caught  up  in  the  spotlight
Shaking  from  the  stage  fright
How  did  I  end  up  here?
We're  all  part  of  the  same
Sick  little  games
And  I  need  to  get  away （Get  away ...）
We're  all  part  of  the  same
Sick  little  games
And  I  need  to  get  away,get  away
I'm  wasting  my  days
I  throw  them  away
Losing  it  all  on  these  sick  little  games
We're  all  part  of  the  same
Sick  little  games
And  I  need  to  get  away （Get  away ...）