Posters

Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else

Because the poster on the wall, they don't look like him at all

So he ties it up, he tucks it in, he pulls it back and gives a grin

Laughing at himself because he knows he ain't loved at all

He gets his courage from the can, it makes him feel like a man

Because he's loving all the ladies but the ladies don't love him at all

'Cause when he's not drunk, he's only stuck on himself

And then he has the nerve to say he needs a decent girl

Looking at herself but wishing she was someone else

Because the body of the doll, it don't look like hers at all

So she straps it on, she sucks it in, she throws it up, and gives a grin

Laughing at herself because she knows she ain't that at all

All caught up in the trends well the truth began to bend

And the next thing you know, man, there just ain't no truth left at all

'Cause when the pretty girl walks, she walks so proud

And when the pretty girl laughs, oh man, she laughs so loud

And if it ain't this then it's that as a matter of fact

She hasn't had a day to relax since she's lost her ability to think clearly

Well, I'm an energetic hypothetic version of another person

Check out my outsides, there ain't nothin' in here

Well I'm a superficial systematic music television addict

Check out my outsides, there ain't nothing in here

Comes another one just like the other one

Looking at himself but wishing he was someone else

Because the posters on the wall, they don't look like a him

Ties it up, he tucks it in, he pulls it back and gives a grin

Laughing at himself because he knows he ain't loved at all

He knows he ain't loved at all