End Of Fashion American
She said that you dress like an American
Which I took as a compliment
How ignorant of me
No sense and no excuse in philosophy
Can I get my cable here, the land of nothing's free
There's nothing good on TV
And nobody loves you like me
You're not a part of this scene, she said
Don’t take it personal
You're photogenic but you're ugly in life
Oh no!
She said don’t take it personal
Dramatic over load where we used to run
This is not the kind of fun I'd trust my memory
There's nothing good on TV
And nobody loves you like me
You're not a part of this scene, she said
Don’t take it personal
You're photogenic but you're ugly inside
Oh no!
Can you see me through the mud in your eyes
It's alright, much better if we try
Nobody wins
She said, don’t take it personal
But you're still breathing
Still sorry, still documenting your still life
Still kissing, still wishing good luck to enemies
There's nothing good on TV
And nobody loves you like me
You're not a part of this scene
Don’t take it personally
I’m alone but I’m a part of the world
You're just a spoilt little girl
Take me away if you could
She said, don’t take it personal
You're photogenic but you're ugly in life
Don’t take it personal
Can you see me through the mud in your eyes
Don’t take it personal
You're photogenic but you're ugly inside
Oh no
She said, don’t take it personal
