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...