In my mind.

look at me
i'm beautiful, aren't i?
you want to touch me
yeah, you want to love me in that
special kind of way

look at me
i'm tired on the inside
my mind goes on in a body that won't
my eyes have settled to grey
and a dark cloud sits
in the master's bedroom

i always seem to become the girl
that you think will change your life
i'm sick of hearing that you want me
and what would look good for a change
i don't want to know where you're going
i just want to get by
with my mind on my shoes

in my mind
i know that this is what i asked for
you get what you deserve
in spite of you, they search for me
saying things you never did
i'll hear your questions, from another face
wondering, waiting for me to speak,
getting the answers that you never could
and hearing the things i would never say
in spite of you, i tell them
wondering will you somehow know
i feel like you're in my head
but i'm only
in my mind