You're popular and gorgeous,
You can't do anything wrong...

All I ever hear from you
Is to be a good girl through and through...

If you don't understand my silence,
You won't understand my words...

The blood pumps through your veins,
Raging past the once locked chains...

I lay upon my bed.
Eyes closed real tight...

You have to keep quiet.
You can't say a word...

I refuse to give up my childhood dream,
My hope of a wonderful fantasy land...

A pile of thousands of shoes.
Who knew what it could represent...

Swallow up your words, darling.
You think anyone will care...

Dear President Bush,
How are you this fine day...

Mean, heartless, and cold.
That describes me, I'm told...

Have you ever noticed in this world,
Nobody is happy with what they've got...