Here in this yellow room blocking the screaming sounds from the stage
their sillouettes passing by in the doorway I pay no mind.
You're half-dressed and starstruck will they pull you out?
Will they bring you back?
We both know what's coming you aren't the first, you won't be the last.
So take it all off for them, take it all off for them
I swear they'll like it.
I'm listening to what they say feeling less and less okay but it's the same old story.
How do I fix my head? How do I fix my head?
Live in a world where changing what you got makes you better.
Why is that plastic surgeries just what you need then you'll be happy?
Surrounded by mirrors and people who stare silently judging.
Dependent on make-up and being adored can't be self-assured.
I wish that I could make you see. How do I make you see without it all, you're lovely.
I'm listening to what they say feeling less and less okay but it's the same old story.
How do I fix my head? How do I fix my head? How do I?
How do I fix my head? How do I fix my head?