Putting on her best clothes should have turned her on
But while she's looking in the mirror, looking at her lovely ass
She turns around and starts to cry. She's never satisfied
Very insecure about herself
And while she's looking in the mirror, looking at her pretty face
She turns, she wants to die
And in the end, nothing really got to her
We tried to convince her of something she'll never believe
And in her head she was always dreaming of girls in commercials and movies
Someone could have helped her, if he only knew what this was about
But she was always telling us that she was alright
And it was no use asking for an explanation what it was about
Confidence is something she'll never have
What's on her mind. The size of her nose
The spot on her behind. And she keeps looking in the mirror
Looking at her pretty face. Nothing can stop her wish to die