Ideals and dreams on every face
It feels I'm just a pretty chase
But they don't know the tears I've had
Do you love it deep inside
Every glance is full of lies
They think I'm talented and wise
But under all this shiny sight
There's a shadow lost in night
Oh it's funny
Don't you see
I got stuck in my fantasy
All they see is what they want
I wish I could be what they want
Oh oh
Oh oh
Dress cuts and scratches my bones
While I pose for their telephones
They don't listen to my cries
Or look deeply in my eyes
Maybe one day they will find
The hidden girl left behind
Behind my lies and beyond their eyes
Someone real someone who tries
Oh it's funny
Don't you see
I got stuck in my fantasy
All they see is what they want
I wish I could be what they want
Oh oh
Oh oh
Maybe one day I'll be good
Not either f*ckable or lame
Feel the guilt as I own your wound
You'll cry 'cause I wasn't to blame
One day I'll be good
I'm more than f*ckable or lame
Watch me proudly own your wound
I know I wasn't to blame