You've got the money
You've got the clothes
You think you've got it good
Well do you mind if I impose?
Plaster on your smile
So you can try to prove that you feel fine
Well deep inside, you're made so thin
And when you were on the other side
You manipulated life
So you could have your way
To be so dependent on a man
Well that's just so lame

You're nothing complex
Yes I can figure you out
You're just jealous
That's why you're out and about
And it's sad to see such a beauty turn into ugly
When you open your mouth
It's a game
But you can play it well
It's a shame
I will be going to hell for this
But you can thank me one day; the eyes are on you now
The eyes are on you now