Ayria - Plastic Makes Perfect

Plastic and broken 
It even hurts to breathe 
But it's insane to think that no one understands what you need 
Tired of being sick 
With a virus that rages 
Watch as everyone goes away 
I hate being so contagious 

We are not the same 
You are still gutless 
And what I hate 
Is your plastic mess 

I hate that I like you 
I hate that I'm like you 

Plastic makes perfect 
A plastic life you lead 
Consume enough to hide the fading hope of shattered dreams 
I'm hanging up my dress. I thought you wanted this 
Smeared lipstick. 
It's not so pretty when you can see the mess 

I'm tired of playing in this house 
Please unlock the door, I'll never get out 
You wanted to see the world, my precious girl 
But I don't feel well, I've had enough now 

We are not the same 
You are still gutless 
And what I hate 
Is your plastic mess 

I hate that I like you 
I hate that I'm like you