We like your face, we like your style
Everything about you seems so worthwhile
We like your hair, we like your nose
Everybody gonna get one of those
The bullets for the magazines
Paparazzi shooting like soldiers in their teens
I'm just a teenage girl sitting in my room
With the bullet for a mirror, looking for a broom
To look like you, to look like you
Oh, to look like you
I'm gonna burn my skin, I'm gonna cut my hair
I'm gonna grab a bit of me and stick it over there
I'm gonna take my meal of two white pills
'Cause I'm gonna look like you, yes, I will
Gonna sell right out to the great white dream
'Cause I too want to be a beauty queen
I'm just a teenage girl sitting in my room
With the bullet for a mirror looking for a broom
'Cause I'd do anything in this world
To look like you, to look like you
I'm gonna buy that mud and apply that paint
Yes, I put it on so thick, I wonder why I ain't
I'm gonna buy everything that you do sell
Your clothes, your lips, your rocks, your smells
The bullets for the magazines
'Cause I want everybody to see me
I'm just a teenage girl sitting in my room
With the bullet for a mirror looking for a broom
I say I'd do anything in this world
To look like you, to look like you
We like your face, we like your style
And everything about you seems so worthwhile
We like your shoes, we like your clothes
Now we want a taste of candy going up your nose
The bullets for the magazines
'Cause I do want to be a beauty queen
I'm just a teenage girl sitting in my room
With a bullet for a mirror looking for a headroom
'Cause I'd do anything in this world
To look like you, to look like you, yeah