Lookin' at himself   But wishing he was someone else   Because the posters on the wall   They don't look like him at all      So he ties it up, he tucks it in   He pulls it back, and gives a grin   Laughin' at himself   Because he knows he ain't loved at all      He gets his courage from the can   It makes him feel like a man   Because he lovin' all the ladies   But the ladies don't love him at all      Cause when he's not drunk   He's only stuck on himself   And then he has the nerve   To say he needs a decent girl      Lookin' at herself   But wishin' she was someone else   Because the body of the doll   It don't look like hers at all      So she straps it on, she sucks it in   She throws it up, and gives a grin   Laughin' at herself   Because she knows she ain't that at all      All caught up in the trends   Well, the truth began to bend   And the next thing you know, man   There just ain't no truth left at all      'Cause when the pretty girl walks   She walks so proud   And when the pretty girl laughs   Oh man, she laughs so loud      And if it ain't this then its that   As a matter of fact   She hasn't had a day to relax   Since she has lost her ability to think clearly      Well I'm an energetic, hypothetic   Version of another person   Check out my outsides   There ain't nothin' in here      Well I'm a superficial, systematic   Music television addict   Check out my outsides   There ain't nothin' in      Here comes another one   Just like the other   Lookin' at himself   But wishin' he was someone else   Because the posters on the wall   They don't look like him      He ties it up, he tucks it in   He pulls it back, he gives a grin   Laughin' at himself   Because he knows he ain't loved at all   He knows he ain't loved at all