Stars, they come and go, they come fast, they come slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze
And all you see is glory, hey but it gets lonely there
When there's no one there to share, you can shake it away
If you'll hear a story

People lust for fame like athletes in a game
They break their collarbones and come up swinging
Some of them are crowned, some of them are downed
Some are lost and never found
But most have seen it all
They live their lives in sad cafés and music halls
They always have a story

Some make it when they're young
Before the world has done its dirty job
And later on someone will say, "You've had your day
Now you must make way"
But you'll never know the pain
Some make it when they're old
Perhaps they have a soul they aren't afraid to bare
Perhaps there's nothing there
That you who gave the crown have been let down, you try to make amends
Without defending, perhaps

Stars, they come and go, they come fast, they come slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze
All you see is glory
But those who seen it all
They live their lives in sad cafés and music halls
They always have a story