So what’s the matter
sons and daughters
when you’re looking in the mirror
well don’t you like what you see?
A little thinner makes you happy
like it makes you want to learn a disease
So curse your family
run around screaming’ “they’ll never understand me”
but we’ll show ‘em, you’ll see
cut yourself into a corner
paint the town or paint the walls red
fire off a warning shot
the ammunition is free

Well you’ll soon be calling me
from your lipstick colony
crawling on your hands and knees
out of your lipstick colony

so let em whisper
soft and sweetly in your ear with tongues of silver
but you can’t live on sugar every day
You catch more flies, honey
spin a web and can’t get out of your own way
You had to have it
The put the habits on a tarnished silver platter
So you reached our there and grabbed it
Now with every labored breath
you wish the death of those who signed your soul away

Well you’ll soon be callin’ me
from your lipstick colony
crawlin’ on your hands and knees
out of your lipstick colony
yeah you’ll soon be offerin’ me
a saccharine apology
beggin’ to be set free
from your lipstick colony

So what’s the matter
sons and daughters when you’re looking in the mirror
Don’t you like what you see?
I mean ok I guess I’m flattered
but when all is said and done
I guarantee you wouldn’t like to be me