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A plastic smile on my face
with clothes for which people would die
you'd think i have it all
honestly it's nothing but a lie.

I hide my flaws in make-up
while inside i'm filled with pain
the truth is twisted so often
reality is something i cannot gain.

The Barbie I've become
isn't really me
my Ken doll is a cheater
and my heart seems to be missing the key.

Others view my life as perfect
those are the real idiots, its true
for they don't even know me
but for me it's nothing new.

I smoke, i drink, i take drugs
its not just because i can
its because now im addicted
and the worst drugs are made by man.

I ridicule, i tease
i'm sorry, but it's true
my life is so pathetic
I need to torture you.

For you see, under this perfect surface
wanders a little girl so lost
that even if she found her way again
she would still pay the cost.