Lyrics:Sugarcoat

by Rustic Overtones

You gotta look like this one, miss doll, Red lipstick pistol You gotta stand up this tall If you're gonna toe the line Make-up, you need more Because that's just what it's for Cover up that person because you're not them anymore You're her, I can see you're her, Plastic dream lover, magazine cover To me some people are better off With their problems left unsolved I guess you're probably one of them Guess you're probably one We sugarcoat all that we say, Esteem turns into masquerade I think you're ugly and you're fucked I think you're ugly and you're fucked I'm not sure I like it, I'm not sure I'll buy it I'm not sure of anything at all But if I had to say, I'd say it fits, It fits snug into my hips Blood red enamel fingertips Do I look good in black? Does it make me look fat? Should I put it back or will it attract The kind of person I could never hope to be? This one is for my waist and you know just what they say "Of course looks aren't everything, It's the money that you make" To me some people are better off With their problems left unsolved I guess you're probably one of them Guess you're probably one We sugarcoat all that we say, Esteem turns into masquerade I think you're ugly and you're fucked I think you're ugly and you're fucked