I´m no Norma Desmond
Though I live for the applause
I know fame is a symptom
Of a far greater cause
Oh rock´n roll is tragedy
´Cause all the gals get old
You weep into the mirror
Cause the record never sold
If you loved me
I´d be No.1
If you loved me
I´d never come undone
If you loved me
I´d be Madonna rich
If you loved me
I´d be one lucky bitch
If you loved me
you really love me
I don´t really care
About the frailty of fame
I laugh at my reflection
Even when I play the game
Oh rock´n roll illusion
Temporary master plan
You scrutinize the picture
But do you ever see the man
But if you loved me....
He´s too damaged you´re too needy
turn your back and call his bluff
Falt apart love ain´t gready
Loneliness is not enough
Not enough
Not enough
But I need that stuff
If you loved me....
About the lawyers and the taxman
And the boys from my past
Are the rumours really true
Well I thought you´d never ask
Are you taking me to bed uh
Are we dancing in the rain
If I really feel your hurt
I won´t ever call again