You had me at hell no
I only want what I can't have
You're always slipping through my fingers
Ain't that just too bad
I'm love with a work of fiction
Somewhere off in the distance
I'm in love with a list of things they tell me you should be
Programmed to TV pretty
Created such an ugly mind
Salivate for celebrity
Or a copy I might find
But if I had you in my claws
I'd expose every flaw
Programmed to plastic
Set fire to it all
I'm love with a work of fiction
Somewhere off in the distance
I'm in love with a list of things they tell me you should be
Programmed to TV pretty
Created such an ugly mind
Salivate for celebrity
Or a copy I might find
Programmed to plastic
Set fire to it
Society instilled these ideas in us as to what beauty is, and what our perfect mate is supposed to be, this song is about trying to break out of that cycle and that way of thinking.