And I am a weapon of massive consumption
And it's not my fault it's how I'm programmed to function
I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror
I'm on the right track, yeah I'm on to a winner.
This moody hymn Lily was a gem before that Hard Out Here mess.
I thank my sister for keeping my head above the water
When the truth was like swallowing sand
Now every morning, there is no more mourning
Oh I can finally see myself again
Watch it outsell Joanne...her Burlesque!
