You crept up like a thief in the night,
Eyes gleaming like a deer in my headlight.
With fingers like claws and a body like perfection,
You stole me without any complication.

Can beauty compensate for being so hollow?
Do you have a guilty conscience to swallow?
I see myself in your reflection,
You’re killing me with your deadly infection.

Why don’t you take someone else’s identity?
You took everything that ever belonged to me.
Always beat me to the punch, always bigger always better.
You’re flaking me out, attention getter.

I’m tired of going from place to place,
watching you wearing what should be my face.
I’m sorry, did you think you’re the queen of hearts?
I guess I should tell you, she was doomed from the start.

Can beauty compensate for being so hollow?
Do you have a guilty conscience to swallow?
I see myself in your reflection,
You’re killing me with your deadly infection….CAN beauty compensate for being so hollow?