She sits with her fake plastic phone
A world full of lies unfolds before her
Staring at the screen until her eyes go square
I used to care
She sits with her little pen
Writing fake little lies that she believes
But did you really
Think that you could fool me?
In her house is a fake plastic girl
With fake laminate wood, and fake manners
Concentrating on a world you believe would come true
Because that is so you.
When we all know that it's bullshit
The way you act like you hate cliches
And privileged teens
When you yourself are both of those things
Say you don't like what you see on tv
Cause your fake plastic phone won't stop ringing
