Fame < Infamy Paroles

And myself, making demands
(Chorus)
When I'm home alone
I just dance by myself
And you pull my head so close
volume goes with the truth
Signing off
I'm alright in my bed
but I'm better with a pen
The kid was alright
but it went to his head
I am gods gift
why would he bless me with such wit without a consience equipped
I'm addicted to the way I feel
when I think of you
There's to much green to feel blue
(Chorus)
When I'm home alone
I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close but it went to his head
When I'm home alone
I just can't stop myself
And you pull my head so close
I am posed with the truth
Signing off im alright
I am better with the pen
I am alright in bed
I am better with the pen
I am alright in bed
I am better with the pen
The kid was alright
but it went to his head
whoa...ohoho...