The Ugly Truth

I’ll let the pillows style my hair And my morning breath won’t be fair If you don’t want me then I don’t care I’m in a haunting mood of truth beware I can be who I am within my head The thoughts I have like spam bleeding red Of me trying so hard to be perfect When no one is it’s not even worth it I’m a girly girl at my best heart Painting my nails dressing myself so sharp Wearing my heart on my sleeve like art Playing the tease using light and dark But there are days I must be fire Slaying a dragon and lifting higher Than worldly things and carnal desire To be the heroine that I inspire This Venus mars thing of women and men Seem like a game I’m not even in Seems such a shame while he smiles My brain’s wondering will he stick around