You try to get away from,
Away from prying eyes
The ones that never stay shut,
The ones they glamourise
And this corrosion is common,
Or is that all in your head?
And now you've misplaced your face,
You'll wear another one instead
Because you're only half pure,
You're only half pure,
Where's the pain and the glamour
That you were bred for?
And don't you want to turn their heads some more? Don't you want to know what you were bred for?
It's the pain, the glamour
The sound when you stammer
In vain, your manners,
You're talking to an empty face
And don't you want to know what you were bred for?
You're only half pure,
You're only half pure,
Where's the pain and the glamour
That you were bred for?
It's the pain, the glamour
The sound when you stammer
In vain, your manners,
You're talking to an empty face
And don't you want to know what you were bred for?
You're only half pure,
You're only half pure,
Where's the pain and the glamour That you were bred for?