There's a riot inside, sound the alarms
No one else may have seen it in your grey eyes
But I felt it
It was stardom, front page
You were a success, yet a failure

Your misdemeanor prevailed
Media proclaimed this a terrible demise
Your ship set sail, there was a fault in the engine

The pieces remain still deteriorating
"The hull will remain intact," preached the captain
The ship was sunk but there was gold aboard
They had just discovered it

Media proclaimed this a terrible demise
That you and I will not soon forget

The pieces remain, still deteriorating
I knew it was there
You never did