City's breaking down on a camels back,
They just have to go coz' they don't hold back,
So all you fill the streets, it's appealing to see,
You wont get out the county coz' your bad and free.
You've got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style,
A melancholy town where we never smile,
And all I wanna hear is the message beep,
My dreams, they've got to kiss because I dont get sleep, no

I'm no Barbie doll, I'm not your baby girl,
So I've done ugly things and I have made mistakes
And I am not as pretty as those girls in magazines,
I am rotten to my core if they're to be believed,
So what if I'm no baby bird hanging upon your every word?
Nothing ever smells of roses, that rises out of mud!