Somewhat proud

She lives her life in vanity
Dying for things she thinks she needs
Maybe life isn't always as others make it out to be

If the ordinary is the enemy of everything you want to be
Why's the ordinary the thing that's haunting you consuming you with every move
Everyone sees through the somewhat proud

She's living for the second glance
Caught in a dream of fairytale romance
These glass slippers will shatter long before the dance