I'm in love with a wax figure
I know it might seem nuts
and all my friends have doubts
they’re like, “what if” and “yes but”

Waiting in line for hours
with your devoted fans
and then I'm close but I'm getting crowded
oh boy, I haven’t got a chance

The real you is hiding
somewhere incognito
back in line
you see it clearly
it's the flashbulbs not your soul
that make it shine

Now you feel so empty
watching people taking photos
by it's side
well it stole your thunder
that damn creepy look alike

I wanna be with you
you motherfucker
not your wax figure
not-not your wax figure

You're made of wax-wax
baby it sucks-sucks
just relax-lax
cause it sucks-sucks

Another waxy version
you're coming to unveil
this time you look more handsome
but your skin is kinda pale

I know you're kind by nature
warmhearted and heartfelt
just be yourself in public
and your statue is gonna melt

But the real you is hiding
somewhere incognito
back in line
you see it clearly
it's the flashbulbs not your soul
that make it shine

I would give my everything
to feel just for a moment
the real thing
let the others hug
that candle with the weird wig