Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else
Because the posters on the wall they don't look like him at all


So he ties it up, he tucks it in, he pulls it back, and gives a grin
Laughing at himself because he knows he ain't loved at all


He gets his courage from the can,
It makes him feel like a man
Because he's loving all the ladies

But the ladies don't love him at all

Cause when he's not drunk

He's only stuck on himself
And then he has the nerve
To say he needs a decent girl


Looking at herself but wishing she was someone else
Because the body of the doll it don't look like hers at all


So she straps it on, she sucks it in, she throws it up, and gives a grin
Laughing at herself because she knows she ain't that at all


All caught up in the trends
Well the truth began to bend

And the next thing you know man
There just ain't no truth left at all


Cause when the pretty girl walks
She walks so proud
And when the pretty girl laughs

Oh man, she laughs so loud

And if it ain't this then its that

As a matter of fact
She hasn't had a day to relax
Since she has lost her ability to think clearly


Well I'm an energetic hypothetic version of another person
Check out my outsides there ain't nothing in here


Well I'm a superficial, systematic, music television addict
Check out my outsides there ain't nothing in


Here comes another one, just like the other one
Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else

Because the posters on the wall they don't look like a him
And so he ties it up he tucks it in, he pulls it back and gives a grin
Laughing at himself because he knows he ain't loved at all

He knows he ain't loved at all