She's Ms. Twenty,
An epitome of beauty
But look in front of the mirror,
Bruised, and empty minded like an error
She's Ms. Twenty,
An epitome of beauty
But look into her eyes that no one can see,
A lifeless soul, hiding from a wounded body
She's Ms. Twenty,
They say she's a real beauty
But see through her soul who needs love and affection,
And realized you were staring at your own reflection.
