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Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll let you down, down
Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll turn around, 'round

This is for the ladies who are more than what they seem
The ones who wake up every day, and paint their face with pretty things
Just to be able to compete with unrealistic expectations
The obligations of a woman, that just wants some validation
We're brought up on the lie, that our women aren't sacred
Just procreators that God gave us, nothin' but baby makers
But it's mind over materialism, that's what they should've told us
We don't even grow up, we just live to get older

It's all a game, and I'm folding, this caked up face is just a mask
I'm sick of the liner and lashes, this lip gloss tastes like ass
Go ahead and ask me why I do it, you won't believe me anyway
But women are in competition, almost every single day
Impossible bodies are displayed for all to see
Picture-perfect figures, but looks can deceive
It's like you're buying the right to say, "Yeah, they wish they were me"
While you're just chasing after something, you may never achieve

Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll let you down, down
Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll turn around, 'round

Who's to say what's beautiful? Why can't we love ourselves?
Who decides perfection? Why do we so seldom ask for help?
Why are we defined by the bodies that we're born in
Why does no one warn us of all the fingers they be pointing
Tell me where is the love in all this self-hatred
The truth is no one knows happiness, so, they try and fake it
You can't tell me that I'm wrong, when I've seen in repeatedly
We're all buying fake smiles, while dying inside secretly

I've seen a woman recently, she was crying and in pain
When I ask her what was wrong, she said, "It's never gonna change
I'll never be enough, I'm so scrawny and so plain"
And I looked her in her eyes, that were a beautiful sparkling green
And I told her it'd be fine, fuck the ones they compare you to
There's never gonna be another one, another you
And that's something you hold on to, and listen when I tell you, girl
While everyone will change themselves, you'll change the fucking world

Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll let you down, down
Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll turn around, 'round

Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll let you down, down
Wonder what you think of me now, wonder if I'll turn around, 'round