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 

[Repeat *]

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 


[Repeat *]

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