Из альбома: New Leaves

The lightening in this room

Doesn't do a thing for you and your complexion




I'm sorry but it's the truth

You look like the goddamn living dead



But honestly I don't care

How you do or don't your hair



You're ugly on the inside



The makeup that you use to catch some eyes

And hide your imperfections

Does little to conceal

An ego that's been bruised many times

But you've left it at home

With your underwear



But honestly I don't mind

Who you do or don't today



You're still ugly on the inside



You've got time to change



Now go ahead and drink those drinks

Drunk again

Someone will drive you home

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