I didn't mean to make you feel out of place by the comments on your clothing or the makeup on your face
I didn't mean to preempt the chase You're the drama queen of every scene perfectly out of place
So you cry yourself to sleep on your blanket of snow
With your tiara of barbie doll heads and your arms crossed for a pillow
If you can't make up your mind
just how different you should be
Reorganize your priorities to expect
more sympathy

Only cynicism can get through to you Expand the image
Up the insults
Negativism through and through
All of this pretending makes me feel a bit confused
You've spent your life losing yourself and now you're marked as used
So you cry yourself to sleep on your blanket of snow
With your tiara of barbie doll heads and your arms crossed for a pillow

If you can't make up your mind just how different you should be
Reorganize your priorities to expect more sympathy.