I'm a small town girl,
She's one of the superstars,
While she fixes her hair,
I cover my scars,
While i pretend to be okay,
She doesn't notice that i'm not,
I work from 6am,
while she drinks champagne on her yacht,
She has her own boyfriend,
And yet she has to flirt with mine,
Shes Some super star,
With all her french wine,
Everyone wants her,
what am i to do,
when i cut my wrist my past begins to blur..
