One, two, one, two, three, four. Don't give a *** about the message we send. If we look perfect when we play pretend. I get more likes when I don't look like me. Well, *** my life. Now the pretty girl smiles. So ***ing right. And the pretty girl style. A super cool drive. Though the little kids drive. Or think the city dies. And we just let the pretty girl lie. You are what you eat. So I'll become nothing. They all turn my face. And they call me stunning. I hate the egomaniac I'm becoming. But I've got your attention. And at least that's something. I get more likes when I don't look like me. Well, *** my life. Now the pretty girl smiles. So ***ing right. And the pretty girl style. A super cool drive. Though the little kids drive. Or think the city dies. And we just let the pretty girl lie. The pretty girl lies. Making me feel really bad about mine. It's not even real. All the little kids cry. And reality sighs. And we just let the pretty girl lie. I break the mirror. So I look the way I feel. My role models were never real. The cycle never ends. The kids are so ***ing oppressed. I'm so obsessed with being you. That I become the problem too. But I don't wanna modify reality. When I'm alive. In case they end up just like me too. Insecure to be happy. It's my pretty girl smile. So ***ing right. And my pretty girl style. A super cool drive. Though the little kids cry. Or think the city dies. And I just let the pretty girl lie. The pretty girl smile. So ***ing right. And my pretty girl style. A super cool drive. Though the little kids cry. Or think the city dies. And we just let the pretty girl lie. The pretty girl lies. Making me feel really bad about mine. It's not even real. All the little kids cry. And reality sighs. And we just let the pretty girl lie. We will be okay. We will be okay.