I didn't mean to make you feel out of place by the comments on your clothing or the makeup on your face   I didn't mean to preempt the chase You're the drama queen of every scene perfectly out of place    So you cry yourself to sleep on your blanket of snow   With your tiara of barbie doll heads and your arms crossed for a pillow   If you can't make up your mind   just how different you should be   Reorganize your priorities to expect   more sympathy      Only cynicism can get through to you Expand the image    Up the insults    Negativism through and through    All of this pretending makes me feel a bit confused    You've spent your life losing yourself and now you're marked as used    So you cry yourself to sleep on your blanket of snow    With your tiara of barbie doll heads and your arms crossed for a pillow       If you can't make up your mind just how different you should be    Reorganize your priorities to expect more sympathy.