I had a one-night stand in l.a. with some french guy, I cant remember his name. it was at the american music awards. I was drunk, amanda ghost laughs with her usual candor. more ser
Y, she adds, after I had this one-night stand, I felt so empty. there was no triumph in it, there was no trophy at the end. I felt even hollower than I felt before.

This shallow need to feel wanted
Worshipped and adored and ever be ignored
I give you love but you dont see it
You never understand my world is in your hands

Chorus
I have this thought in my head
And its about being noticed
I have this thought in my head
And its about being noticed
(we hid away)
Somebody stop me feeling empty
(we hide away) somebody stop me feeling empty

You start this dance but Im leading
You act out the abused
Bewildered and confused
Tonight Im yours but I dont feel it
You say its all a game but one can only play.
Repeat chorus

Repeat chorus