Other People’s Lives

Lyrics

Selling exes down the river Every Katie's got her price And the details make you shiver But it's hard to escape when your head is stuck in vice Because nothing matters in the self obsessive age Where they dare you not to notice But it's everywhere in shocking colour on the page In the magazine Staring out at me Out of my TV Other people's lives Pixelated lives Just like yours and mine Every weekend i bear witness To the social suicides To the thief who stays for breakfast To the poster child screwing everybody's wife Yeah it's just a story But it keeps me hanging on For the needy soul The glory hole confessional I got to see what's going down In the magazine Staring out at me