[Intro]

Paper stains on my fingers…

another morning headline

They love me best in black ink

[Verse 1]

Coffee cold beside the sink

Read my face in faded print

“Pretty girl with tired eyes”

Guess they finally got one right

Taxi horns and cigarette smoke

Another night of dirty jokes

Men in suits say “what a star”

Like they know who you are

High heels clicking down the hall

Echo louder than applause

Everybody wants a piece

Till the glitter starts to bleed

[Pre-Chorus]

Ah-ah fold me up in black and white

Ah-ah sell my heartbreak overnight

If it shines, they call it gold

Even when the story’s old

Read me loud, read me fast

Like this moment’s built to last

But paper tears so easily

And so do girls like me

[Chorus]

Newspaper, spread me on the table

Tell the world I’m doing stable (oh)

Write me pretty, write me thin

Leave out where the hurt begins

Newspaper, stain my name

Turn my tears to cabaret

Everybody reads the lies

While I disappear inside

[Post-Chorus]

Sha-la-la… print another line

Sha-la-la… say I’m doing fine

Red wine lips and tired eyes

Wrapped inside your cheap headlines

[Verse 2]

Flashlights hit me in the rain

Like I’m guilty of my fame

Every whisper, every date

Turns to something they can sell

Silk gloves hiding bitten nails

Smile sharp enough to veil

All the nights I couldn’t sleep

Counting promises they keep

Dance band playing soft and low

Trumpets crying through the smoke

I sway slow beneath the blue

Like heartbreak taught me to

[Pre-Chorus]

Ah-ah fold me up in black and white

Ah-ah sell my heartbreak overnight

If it shines, they call it gold

Even when the story’s old

Read me loud, read me fast

Like this moment’s built to last

But paper tears so easily

And so do girls like me

[Chorus]

Newspaper, spread me on the table

Tell the world I’m doing stable (oh)

Write me pretty, write me thin

Leave out where the hurt begins

Newspaper, stain my name

Turn my tears to cabaret

Everybody reads the lies

While I disappear inside

[Bridge]

Maybe I was born too soft

For these cameras and these gods

But I learned to play the part

With a cracked and painted heart

So spin the presses one more time

Make me tragic, make me shine

If loving me is just a trend

Don’t let the story end

[Final Chorus]

Newspaper, front page queen (ohhhh)

Frozen in a silver dream

Smile wide for everyone (ah-ah)

Even when the light is gone (goneee)

Newspaper, black ink soul

Everybody wants control

But when they finish reading me

Will they remember anything?

[Outro]

Paper stains on my fingers…

another headline fades away…

tomorrow they’ll love somebody new