How Do I Fix My Head

Here in this yellow room

Blocking the screaming sounds from the stage

Their silhouettes passing by in the doorway of pain

No mind

You're half-dressed and star-struck

Will they pull you out? Will they bring you back?

We both know what's coming

You aren't the first, you won't be the last

So take it all off for them

Take it all off for them

I swear they'll like it

I'm listening what they say

Feeling less and less ok

But it's the same old story

How do I fix my head?

How do I fix my head?

Living in a world where changing what you got

Makes you better

Why's that plastic surgery's just what you need

Then you'll be happy

Surrounded by mirrors

And people who stare silently, judging

Dependent on make-up and being adored

Can't be so assured

I wish that I could make you see

How do I make you see

Without it all you're lovely

I'm listening to what they say

Feeling less and less ok

But it's the same old story

How do I fix my head?

How do I fix my head?

How do I?

How do I fix my head?

How do I fix my head?