Songwriters: Dall, B; Deville, C C; Michaels, B; Rockett, R
In the middle of all this ugly
I make wishes, kid wishes
I take clicks, I took too many slaps
No more the chic of being loose
I want a transitory lover
Beautiful like a God in whom I really want to believe
Let him come and plant himself right under my heart
Get rid of my ugliness
Chorus:
I want more smoke and mirrors
My head has already been plucked
The body and everything else
br/>To hell with all my neuroses
Ego grief, I've had my fill
I now see my life in Rose
I want to be relaxed in an Idyllic coma
/>I'm throwing away my alcoholic love stories
Fed up with the dead center, I'm going first
Be careful if I bite, but no more dust
I want more mirrors in larks
My head has already been plucked
The body and everything else
I'll take my clicks
I've taken too many slaps
No more chic s 'put in bulk