Put on a little make up
Let all that hangs lift up
Cut your hair in the latest coupe
So he don’t see the real you when you wake up
Fight against a break-up
Fill up your face
Present yourself with style and grace
Chanel, Dolce, Gucci, don’t ever go for less
Just keep pretending you’re life is no mess
Why should you, you feel like a queen in that dress
The real you
Is something you don’t want to see to
Deep inside you feel like shit
But you refuse to face it
Hide yourself in you’re plastic you
And stay blind, cause that’s what you do
You can’t face you’re own face
That’s why it’s changes every two days
You’re hair has been every colour of the rainbow
And still you confidence is deeply low
But ever look old, you don’t think so
You can be younger than you’re own child
Wearing short skirts, high heels and go wild
She ashamed of you as her mom
But the only thing you care about is you bum
Because of that you look pretty dom
The real you
Is something you don’t want to see to
Deep inside you feel like shit
But you refuse to face it
Hide yourself in you’re plastic you
And stay blind, cause that’s what you do