What a difference a day makes: where a little girl once stood now sits an empty ba**,
Cold and shiny, hard and tiny, difficult to wash away...
Oh, monsters get created every day.
And nothing can prepare you for the day they run away;
Your fine tutelage is no longer needed, so you sealed your fate...
One minute, she's your best friend, then you watch her take your place;
I guess I taught them all the same...
You clever little charlatans - Ambition gleams in overdrive, and I can't take it...
What goes up must come on down - Get your feet back on the ground;
Narcissus in a red dress, you're like all the rest, miss...
Blinded by your own reflection, let the lies direct you now;
Narcissus in a red dress, you're like all the rest I've known...
I know...
Behaving like the Virgin Queen, you're just as damaged underneath, you know;
No matter how good your impersonation of me ever grows,
Deep down, you know your insides never change.
But people love it - that bitten chain was simply lacking taste,
They fall for the spell of Lady Macbeth, her calculated grace...
But I can see the hunger of compulsion in your face;
High school skinny fades away,
And you're just left with Polaroids capturing your 15 minutes - ain't it great?
What goes up must come on down - Get your feet back on the ground;
Narcissus in a red dress, you're like all the rest, miss...
Blinded by your own reflection, let the lies direct you now;
Narcissus in a red dress, you're like all the rest I've known...
I know...
Vanity on parade - vacant, frantic and strange, fraught with heartache and desperation;
Guess I loved you in vain, consider this song your wake - Lost your head to the elevation...
All the king's horses and all the king's men couldn't bring you back again...
What goes up must come on down - Get your feet back on the ground;
Narcissus in a red dress, you're like all the rest, miss...
Blinded by your own reflection, let the lies protect you now;
Narcissus in a red dress, you're like all the rest, miss...
What goes up must come on down - Get your feet back on the ground;
Narcissus in a red dress, you're like all the rest, miss...
Blinded by your own reflection, let the lies protect you now;
Narcissus in a red dress, you're like all the rest I've known...
I know...