Here in this yellow room
Blocking the screaming sounds from
The stage..
Their silhouettes passing by
In the doorway of pain
No mind..
You're half-dressed and star-struck
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
What they say
Feeling less and less ok
But it's the same
Old story...
How do I fix my head
How do I fix my head
Living in a world
Where changing what you got
Makes you..
Better
Why's that plastic surgery's
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 so
Assured..
I wish that I could make you see
How do I make you see
Without it all
You're lovely
I'm listening
What they say
Feeling less and less ok
But it's the same
Old story...
How do I fix my head
How do I fix my head
How you are...
How do I fix my head
How do I fix my head
