Is she pretty
That girl you're seeing?
Does her laugh
Make your shoulders relax?
Is she delicate? So damn innocent?
Does she seem like she's heaven-sent?
That girl you're seeing
Well, she isn't me
Is she petite
That girl you're seeing?
Does she need help
Reaching the top shelf?
Do you get it for her when you're in her foyer
Is she just so damn grateful for ya?
That girl you're seeing
Well, she isn't me
Is she sweet
That girl you're seeing?
Would she be so kind
To fix your damaged broken mind?
Does she smell like lavender like a grandmother?
Can you see a future with her
That girl you're seeing
Well, she isn't me
Cause I paint my face with blood and tears
I cry out til my mascara smears
I revel in calamity
I'm an ancient monstrosity
I'm bitter cold and sweltering heat
I'm the worst thing that you'll ever meet
That little girl you're seeing
I bet she'd be afraid of me
Is she pretty?
That girl you're seeing
When you look at me
Like I've become a fantasy
I don't know who you're talking to
When I'm there with you and you stare straight through
So who's that girl you're seeing?
Cause she isn't me