Map Of The Stars lyrics

All the people in your hometown when you were just a teen
Said that you were pretty like in the magazine
So you left your hometown to try out for the part
Of everybody's pretty little angel with a pretty little heart
You studied hard the map of the stars
Oh because you wanted
Yeah you really wanted
Every night you wanted to be

One of the little angels
That fly between the stars
One of the little angels
In a pretty little car
So you eat a little less
And you smoke a little more
Waiting in the lines for them to open up the door
For all the little angels

So you got yourself an agent and you made a little deal
They got you on the TV and everyone agreed
You had the charm and the appeal
So you brought yourself a house in the Hollywood Hills
You bought yourself a tan
You fixed your nose and hair
Learned how not to care
Got apretty little man
You landed hard on the map of the stars
Now everybody wants you
Oh they really want you
Everynight they want you to be

One of the little angels
That fly between the stars
One of the little angels
In a pretty little car
So you eat alittle less
And you drink a little more
Waiting in your room for them to open up the door
For all the little angels

Now you drink a little more
Your family's talking to the press
And the movie didn't score
So you eat a little less
Just a little bit less

The people on the street now
Are getting kind of mean
They read about your break up
In the magazine
And somewhere in your hometown
A girl tries out her best
And maybe she'll go far
She wants to be a star
So she eats a little less

All the little angels