When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
Do you see the fairest of them all, or reality?
And there's an old man coming into view,
Are you still unaware that he will never marry you?
They used to burn them,
She straightens her hair,
Nobody likes her,
She doesn't seem to care.
I'll watch her fall.
You snap and bicker, always angry and cross,
Petty complaints to justify as you snivel to your boss.
Go bake your cakes; you're not as popular as you think,
A dark cloud on your head, imitation mink.
They used to burn them,
She straightens her hair,
Nobody likes her,
She doesn't seem to care.
People will come round,
And out she will be found,
Everybody knows her,
And they just don't care.
I'll watch her fall.
You're fake as plastic, transparent as glass,
You're a home-wrecker, and you've got no class.
We've seen you turn the waterworks on,
Deceptive to the last, but soon enough you'll be gone.
They used to burn them,
She straightens her hair,
Nobody likes her,
She doesn't seem to care.
People will come round,
And out she will be found,
Everybody knows her,
And they just don't care.
They used to burn them,
She straightens her hair,
Nobody likes her,
She doesn't seem to care.
I'll watch her fall.