Putting on her best clothes should have turned her on But while she's looking in the mirror, looking at her lovely a** She turns around and starts to cry. She's never satisfied Very insecure about herself And while she's looking in the mirror, looking at her pretty face She turns, she wants to die And in the end, nothing really got to her We tried to convince her of something she'll never believe And in her head she was always dreaming of girls in commercials and movies Someone could have helped her, if he only knew what this was about But she was always telling us that she was alright And it was no use asking for an explanation what it was about Confidence is something she'll never have What's on her mind. The size of her nose The spot on her behind. And she keeps looking in the mirror Looking at her pretty face. Nothing can stop her wish to die