Let the world know who I am.
Since I was a child I wanted to be famous.
Let everyone see that I am
A beauty, a singer, an object bringer.
And all I ever wanted.
All I ever sought.
Was the reputation that we would want.
Call me
Call me
Call me
I'm your personal TV show
I will never let you know
Who I really am
Call me
Call me
Call me
I'm your personal TV show count on me never being able to know
why
I got so fucked up.
Text me now I'll text you later
But I still won't stop to give you a favor
I'll try not to think and make a mess of things
So one day you'll know my name
Give me everything you got and I'll give you everything I'm not
Sometimes I don't even trust myself
Call me
Call me
Call me
I'm your personal TV show
I will never let you know
Who I really am
Call me
Call me
Call me
Why the hell do I still not know
No
No
No
No
I'll give you everything I've got
I'll get your bitch and you can leave me to rot
I sometimes think I see right through you
So how about one last
time
Smile at me tear me apart
I'm your personal TV show
I'll never tell you who I am
Call me
Call me
Call me
I'm your personal TV show
Why can't I figure out
Why I am this way
Call me
Call me
Call me
I'm your personal TV show
And I hope my finale comes soon.
Bitch
