American dreamgirl

Hey Mister Music
with all your allusions
your foregone conclusions
your grand delusions
 
Hey Mister Music
my name's not Honey
don't call me Dear
my eyes are up here
 
I am not your American Dream
 
Hey Mister Music
the life of the party
where everyone's prettyv
and everyone's easy
 
I am not your American Dream
I am not your American Dreamgirl
 
Beautiful, wasted
Surrounded by the world that made us
Plastic and wanted
Subscribing to your airbrushed magazines
Filled with American Dreamgirls
 
I won't be silenced by
your small-minded validation
your silicone creation
rock'n'roll masturbation