Lyrics

Back in the beginning
You held your head up high
And I remember thinking
You breathed a finer air than I

When your star was on the rise
You were sought by kings and queens
Now a man I scarcely recognize
Walks through the crowd unseen

Fame’s a cold mistress
She’ll laugh right in your face
And say she came to witness
Your fall from grace

At first she sat beside you
And whispered in your ear
“You’re almost like a god”
You pretended not to hear

But you took it all as gospel
You believed what you were told
Temptation’s grasping fingers
Found the crack along your soul

Since you laid eyes on her
Truth you pushed aside
You sacrificed your honor
And you auctioned off your pride

With the cameras there to capture
Your slide downhill
Those who once sat enraptured
Closed in for the kill