Ellwood Mag Girl
You see the pictures in the magazine
Wishin' that your life was that interesting
Material things in your twisted soul
Don't hold your breath because you just might blow
You spend an hour on your f..ckin' hair
But you don't know that nobody really cares
You're shallow oh oh
You're shallow oh oh
You set me up
To knock me down
You'd rather see
Me on the ground
The night is young
But you're played out
So I'm going home
Yeah I'm goin' home
You watch your stories on the TV screen
Reality's become your favorite thing
Take a good look at your delusional mind
So inescure you're scared of what you'll find
You cover up the lines that show on your face
The others up your nose for fictional grace
You're shallow oh oh
You're shallow oh oh
You set me up
To knock me down
You'd rather see
Me on the ground
The night is young
But you're played out
So I'm going home
Yeah I'm goin' home
Lay me out tonight
Lay me down, alright
Lay me out tonight
I'm comin' home
Yeah
You set me up
To knock me down
You'd rather see
Me on the ground
The night is young
But you're played out
So I'm going home
Yeah I'm goin' home
