They always think you’ve got it all.
Brains, beauty, lots of friends, caring and daring.
Like you’ve got the whole world at your fingertips and all you have to do is reach.
Almost as if it’s only night and day because you exist.
They put you on a diamond in-crested pedestal and look up to you.
But all they see is that got it all goddess.
When truly inside her mind, she’s really just a beautiful disaster.