Plastic Kingdom

Word on the street Is he hung you out dry There she goes again Loving the wrong type The real tragedy Is they don't even see That you're the wrecking ball Wrecking your own fantasy It's purely make believe And we're just so naive You live in a plastic kingdom Under a paper crown Everyone loves the sound your heart makes When you fall down When you fall down When you fall down D-D-D-D-Down D-D-D-D-Down D-D-D-D-Down Lonely little girl Knew it wasn't right He wore the smile of a saint Fallen from the sky The real tragedy Is you're a lot like me You've got that inner sinner Selfish self-destructive gene But I'm a nobody And you're like royalty You live in a plastic kingdom Under a paper crown Everyone loves the sound your heart makes When you fall down When you fall down When you fall down D-D-D-D-Down D-D-D-D-Down D-D-D-D-Down When you fall down When you fall down When you fall down D-D-D-D-Down D-D-D-D-Down D-D-D-D-Down You live in a plastic kingdom Under a paper crown Everyone loves the sound your heart makes When you fall down When you fall down When you fall down D-D-D-D-Down D-D-D-D-Down D-D-D-D-Down