It's a basic human need, feeling beautiful
But you coat your broken body so subliminal
And the colors that you wear hide a criminal
You devour classic beauty, you destroy it all
There's no easy way to say this
There's no pretty way to say this
Miss America is a slave from the waist down, stealing the whole town's love
And good little girls won't stay away
It's amazing how quickly they shed their youth, as you capture every one with your distorted truth
Your words and your ways are absolute as you rob them of potential to be just like you
Stay away.