this can't be right, this can't be fair
you make me do the dirty things i usually don't dare
this is not me, and it makes me mad
you have that something on your skin you know
you always make me bad
tell me what's wrong with society
when everywhere i look i see, young girls dying to be on TV
they wont stop 'til they've reached their dreams
diet pills, surgery, photoshop pictures in magazines
telling them how they should be, it doesn't make sense to me
is everybody going crazy?
is anybody gonna save me?
can anybody tell me what's going on?
tell me what's going on
if you open your eyes
you'll see that something is wrong
i guess things are not how they used to be, there's no more normal families
parents act like enemies, making kids feel like it's world war III
no one cares, no one's there, i guess we're all just too damn busy
money's our first priority, it doesn't make sense to me
out of my life, out of my mind
out of the tears we can’t deny
we need to swallow all our pride
and leave this mess behind
out of my head, out of my bed
out of the dreams we had, they’re bad tell them it’s me who made you sad
tell them the fairytale gone bad