Reality's sharp edges
Are piercing through
My skin
It seems
The game we're playing
No one gets to win
Sitting on the fringes
On the outside
Looking in
I watch the limelight flicker
From face to face
I watch the limelight flicker
From face to face

What would you do
To be someone
What would you do
To be someone
Would you give up the ones
You love
To be someone
How much do you want to give up
To be someone
To be someone
To be someone"