How to be a superstar

Are the measurements perfect?
Are her eyes and lips just right?
Is her waist small enough, are her tits big enough?
Could she be the next big thing with no talent up her sleeve?

How could you ever love me when my hair isn't blonde?
How could you want me with what you see in the magazines?
The insecurities never hit me, I never let them.
I never let it hit close enough to home.
But maybe if you reach home base you'll stay forever?

Sorrow and pity. Love and despair.
Completely out of control.
Epidemic. Taking over. Say goodbye.
Kiss me goodbye if you can.
If you walk away without a word I guess I could understand.
I guess I could handle my life without you.

I'm just guessing...
don't make me find out.