[Verse 1]
Here comes trouble, a blue line is up by five percent today [?]
All the stars in the sky will be mine someday
Listen boy, you don’t know anything about the world
To be happy, settle down, have a wife
So you can sleep with other women some nights
Some nights

[Chorus]
Collect all the stars in the sky tonight
I’m sure when you get less blonde, things will be alright
Get more money, more power, more fame
Mental health is over proved, excuse to be lame

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I question whether I really know myself
Spent so long looking up, I never really looked
At the center of my body
I think one day you’ll realize one thing will make you happy
But I’m just slightly afraid of all the things
That will happen after I go away
After I go away

[Chorus]
Collect all the stars in the sky tonight
I’m sure when you get less blonde, things will be alright
Get more money, more power, more fame
Mental health is over proved, excuse to be lame
[Instrumental Interlude]

[Outro]
You always want more
You always want more
You always want more
You always want more