Good looking, bad tasting
Full bodied, butt wasted
loose living, tight fitting
What you see ain`t what you are getting
Big make up, little break up
She wants it, he`s got it
Cold blooded, hot gossip
Superficial expectations
Chorus:
Look at me
You can take it all because this face is free
Maybe next time use your eyes and
Look at me
I`m a drama queen if that`s your thing baby
I can even do reality
Fake money, real plastic
Stupid cupid, fantastic
Queer thinking, straight talking
What you see ain`t what you are getting
Fast loving, slow moving
No rhythm, but I`m grooving
Old feeling, new beginning
Superficial expectations
Chorus
That`s me
Sometimes I don`t recognize my own face
I look inside my eyes
And find disgrace
My little white lies
Tell a story
I see it all has no glory
Chorus
Come on and look at me
This face is free
I`m your fantasy
Who do you wannabe
Not what you see
I`m a drama queen
If that`s your thing
Come on & look at me
So who do you wannabe
This face is free