Lyrics:

You're the queen of your own little world - you really made a splash
Got the offers rollin' in but you're nothing more than high paid trash
Everybody wants to know what goes on in your head
Pity if they found out that you're lonely in your bed
Maybe it all happened to you just a little too fast

Won't let anybody touch you
So you do it for yourself
Plain to see there's a woman ... Cryin' out for help

You're a superstar, but you don't know who you are
And your money won't get you very far
You're a mystery, nothing can set you free
Your demons haunt you endlessly

You face the end of your youth in a tired little masquerade
You talk to people with a tongue like a newly sharpened razor blade
Yours is not a life that lets you take a look inside
Morals and convictions meet a fate of genocide
But in the end you'll be sleeping in the bed you made

All you want's a daddy
The one you never had
(There's) a need for understanding ... Achin' in you bad

You're a superstar, but you don't know who you are
And your money won't get you very far
You're a mystery, it seems so clear to me
There's something that you'd rather be

Take a look around you now before it's much too late
Make the choice to change or be a victim of your fate
All your life you've been running from the girl inside

You're a superstar, but you don't know who you are
And your fame won't get you very far
You're a mystery, oh but it's plain to see yeah
There's someone that you'd rather be ....

You're a superstar ...
And your money won't get you very far
You're a mystery, and it's plain to me yeah
There's someone that you'd rather be ....' SUPERSTAR : Richard Marx
(c) 1991 Chi-Boy Music ASCAP