How Do I Fix My Head

Here in this yellow room blocking the screaming sounds from the stage
There're silhouettes passing by in the doorway; I pay no mind
You're half dressed and star struck; will they pull you out, will they bring you back?
We both know it's coming; you aren't the first, you won't be the last

So take it all off for them, take it all off for them; I swear they'll like it
I'm listening what they say, feeling less and less okay, but it's the same old story
How do I fix my head, how do I fix my head?

Living in a world where changing what you've got makes you better
Why's that plastic surgery's just what you need, then you'll be happy?
Surrounded by mirrors and people who stare silently, judging
Depending on make-up and being adored, can't be self-assured

I wish that I could make you see; how do I make you see without it all you're ugly?
I'm listening what they say, feeling less and less okay, but it's the same old story
How do I fix my head? How do I fix my head? How do I...
How do I fix my head? How do I fix my head?