Front Row

I'm in the front row with a bottle
Don't know what I can't decide
I'm in the front row, I'm a model
Don't know what I can't describe

Burnout stars, they shine so bright
All of us
Burnout stars, they shine so bright

He's not perfect, he's my hero
Smashing the piano, spitting on the front row
Chronic confrontation, psychic conversation
Radical compassion, louder than the action of
All of us

Burnout stars, they shine so bright
All of us
Burnout stars, they shine so bright
All of the stars

Burnout stars, they shine so bright
All of us
Burnout stars, they shine so bright

I'm in the front row with a bottle
Don't know what I can't decide
I'm the front row, I'm a model
Don't know what I can't describe

Burnout stars, they shine so bright
All of us
Burnout stars, they shine so bright

He's not perfect, he's a victim
Of his occupation, social insulation
Secret intervention, charge him with possession
I just wanna watch him
Make or break and beat them

All of the stars
Burnout stars, they shine so bright
All of the stars
Burnout stars, they shine so bright

All of the stars
Burnout stars, they shine so bright
All of the stars
Burnout stars, they shine so bright

Burnout stars, they shine so bright
Burnout stars, they shine so bright
Burnout stars, they shine so bright
Burnout stars, they shine so bright