Beauty Pageant

So it starts with a girl
In a bar, and she's singing from the heart
Glitter curtain, sticky floors
She would die for the applause
25, still alive
You'll find me chronically online
Dry my tears, I'm good to go

'Cause I'm too young, too sad
Too numb to give a damn
I'll strike a pose, I'm ready
Come on and make me pretty

The stage is yours
Don't forget to have a ball
One day, I'll make you love me
Come on and make me pretty
Mm, mm-mm

So, I dance 'til I drop
Pull on my strings and wind me up
I'll be your favourite 'til I'm not
Like a song that you forgot
I'll wear a dress I can't afford
You're not in the midlands anymore
I click my heels and wish for home

But I'm too young, too sad
Too numb to give a damn
I'll strike a pose, I'm ready
Come on and make me pretty

The stage is yours
Don't forget to have a ball
One day, I'll make you love me
Come on and make me pretty

I pray that one day I'll turn and face the mirror
With a smile, oh-whoa (turn and face the mirror and smile)
You're gonna crush it, sweetie pie

But I'm too young, too sad
Too dumb to stand a chance
I'll strike a pose, I'm ready
Come on and make me pretty

This is what you wanted, after all
Just don't forget to have a ball
One day, I'll make you love me
Come on and make me pretty
Mm, mm-mm

I won't stop until you love me
Come on and make me pretty