Good-looking, bad-tasting Full-bodied, butt-wasting 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 **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** Sometimes I don't recognise my own face I look inside my eyes and find disgrace My little white lies tell a story I see it all, it has no glory Hahaha **Chorus** Come 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 and look at me I'm your fantasy This face is free Come on and look at me So who do you wannabe? This is free... | ||||||
