Narcissus In A Red Dress - The Like

What a difference a day makes: where a little girl once stood now sits an empty

bass,

Cold and shiny, hard and tiny, difficult to wash away…

Oh, monsters get created every day.

And nothing can prepare you for the day they run away;

Your fine tutelage is no longer needed, so you sealed your fate…

One minute, she’s your best friend, then you watch her take your place;

I guess I taught them all the same…

You clever little charlatans — Ambition gleams in overdrive, and I can’t take

it…

What goes up must come on down — Get your feet back on the ground;

Narcissus in a red dress, you’re like all the rest, miss…

Blinded by your own reflection, let the lies direct you now;

Narcissus in a red dress, you’re like all the rest I’ve known…

I know…

Behaving like the Virgin Queen, you’re just as damaged underneath, you know;

No matter how good your impersonation of me ever grows,

Deep down, you know your insides never change.

But people love it — that bitten chain was simply lacking taste,

They fall for the spell of Lady Macbeth, her calculated grace…

But I can see the hunger of compulsion in your face;

High school skinny fades away,

And you’re just left with Polaroids capturing your 15 minutes — ain’t it great?

What goes up must come on down — Get your feet back on the ground;

Narcissus in a red dress, you’re like all the rest, miss…

Blinded by your own reflection, let the lies direct you now;

Narcissus in a red dress, you’re like all the rest I’ve known…

I know…

Vanity on parade — vacant, frantic and strange, fraught with heartache and

desperation;

Guess I loved you in vain, consider this song your wake — Lost your head to the

elevation…

All the king’s horses and all the king’s men couldn’t bring you back again…

What goes up must come on down — Get your feet back on the ground;

Narcissus in a red dress, you’re like all the rest, miss…

Blinded by your own reflection, let the lies protect you now;

Narcissus in a red dress, you’re like all the rest, miss…

What goes up must come on down — Get your feet back on the ground;

Narcissus in a red dress, you’re like all the rest, miss…

Blinded by your own reflection, let the lies protect you now;

Narcissus in a red dress, you’re like all the rest I’ve known…

I know…